The Akita was massive, a fine example of the breed-with the single exception of his current physical state: skeletal, matted, and attached to a cement post by a thick logging chain. He refused to let those things bother him, however; they were mere nuisances, after all. What mattered most to him was that any of his captors-the men in black-who crossed his path would die. Simple as that. He was done with the torture, had enough of the domination; who...