"Problem?" Cameron shouted, "I'll tell you the problem... slavery, forced labor, no rights."
Tinker put up his hands, "Now Cameron..."
"Well I won't take it anymore," Cameron cried out, "It won't be the first time you've had to write a character off this show. Or will you just hijack another 'actor' to take my place?"
"Perhaps we could all sit down and talk about this..." Maddox added.
"No! No never!" Cameron staggered a bit before making a run for it.
He shouldered his way past one of the nearby guards who made a desperate attempt to latch onto the young man. It all happened in a flash, the pistol was in the guard's hand and then the report of the weapon as it went off.
Cameron clutched his chest and fell to the pavement.