CHAPTER 10
Fred followed him and it was not the perfectly lit and clean room that surprised him, nor the supercomputers and futuristic apparels, not even an armed and operative robot warden watching his every move, no, it wasn’t any of these things, instead it was the fact that the expert hackers managing all of this were two young and barefoot monks wearing their anachronistic habits.
“Who is he?” one of the monks asked Seba, pointing at Fred.
Seba smiled, opening his arms “A poor sinner looking for answers, father.”
“I should tell Templar to shoot you because of your chronic blasphemy!” the other complained, hinting at the robot, that immediately aimed at Seba.
Seba lifted his shoulders and joined his hands in front of him “Forgive me, father, for I have sinned!”
“Who is he?” the f
