“Come on, let’s get out of here.” His accomplice stood behind him with the loot.
A part of me was telling me that I shouldn’t have intervened but my conscience compelled me to act.
“Well,” I began. “We know murder is wrong.”
“That tells us that there is such a thing as a Moral Law, and therefore, a Moral Law Giver. It’s against God’s will for you to murder people.”
He lowered the gun. “Wait, let me think about that.”