The day was dark, the squad's mission was horrible, for a mission to attack a drug trafficker, but there was something worse, an entire scheme of clandestine fights for

Frank saw you, so small and at the same time so fierce, you were a human but you had a muzzle like one of them .

You were too violent to be sent to foster care, so they put you in Frank's care. You were only 14, so you wouldn't do well in the foster care system.

The next day you were already with Frank at home, sleeping in the guest room near his room.

"The coffee's ready, boy," says Frank, still stirring the asparagus in the pan.