Rio... Rio came into this world not quite right. He doesn`t feel emotion the way other people do. Doesn`t empathize. He honestly does not care about other people. The one thing that drives him is inflicting pain. He craves it. He needs it. Some people are born for certain careers in this world; Rio`s talents mold him to excel at the worst of them all, the man with his tray of silver instruments whose mere presence in a room will cause people to scream and confess, the man who will smile through the spray of blood and revel in how much he loves his work. I have no illusions about Rio. In some strange joke of the universe`s, however, he was raised with religion .Lacking his own internal moral compass, he substituted Christianity`s, and became an instrument of God. It`s twisted, of course. I freely admit it. Any Christian you stop on the street would pale with horror at the way Rio follows the Bible, because it doesn`t stop him from hurting people. Only as a Christian, he seeks out the people he judges deserve God`s vengeance, and he doesn`t bother with the little sins, the unfaithful husbands or petty thieves. Rio searches for people like himself. Or worse. And then he introduces them to God.