With the Great Dane Thor standing beside him, Lars Newton watched the men with guns getting closer and closer to the unsuspecting doe and her twin fawns. What could he, an unarmed boy, do to stop the slaughter? — Lars hoped he could count on Thor to help. He never really liked his father's dog -- and just a few weeks before, Thor himself had savagely killed an innocent deer. Lars' rage had known no bounds, then. But now he had no choice: to catch the killers, Lars would have to trust a killer.