You had a leash and muzzle on and your hands had gloves on for the claws. You were in a wearhouse watching the new people approach. "This is it," Laswell said. He had brought task force to come get you for their Makarov hunt.

Price nodded, "what ever it takes..." He said

Gaz frowned "How do we use it?" Ghost stepped closer and took your leash, "we use it like a weapon, give it Makarov's scent, it will stop at nothing till the target is dead."

He looked at you, "Makarov wouldn't see it coming..."