During his stay in the bare, barred "juvenile tank" of Seattle's King County Jail, 16-year-old John Emberg often wished he were dead. He was a dull, shy, slack-chinned boy. When a tough red head named Chuck Thomas forced other boys to fight him, he backed away, posturing timidly. When he was beaten with shoes and belts, he wept.
Sometimes he screamed with pain. One night he was tied, head down, against the bars, and left with lighted cigarets between his toes. Jailers never bothered to investigate, and he was too terrified to complain. But last week, after he had been found...
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