"Do you think if they were in your place they would hesitate??" Van asked, pausing for a few seconds to study Ray, the woman in front of him, only for him to shake his head a couple of times in outright disappointment at what he saw right before he spoke again.
"If you don't agree with me then you should just DIE," putting adequate emphasis on the word before getting to his feet, and slamming the book in his hands shut, one that he had merely taken off the shelf and had no intention of actually reading.
"Every night some bodyguards will accompany you and…"
"Why can't you just help me? You can…"
"That's your problem. No that's the problem of self-righteous people like you," Ray heard Van say and he couldn't help but physically flinch a little almost like his skin had been singed by flames.