Nose close to the ground, Max lead his small group towards a dark alley behind a restaurant. Sniffing the air, the small dog could detect his brother's scent. However, it seemed that Duke had passed this way days earlier. Gidget rested her head against his shoulder, sensing waves of distress rolling off Max.

Just then, Linda piped up, "I think I have Rocky's scent. He must've been here earlier today." Pops and Chloe stepped forward, sensing the Pomeranian's scent as well. Hopping forward, Snowball declared, "I've got a bad feeling about this place."

"And you should, little bunny!" a voice barked behind the group. Whipping his head around, Max saw Rocky, his silver and white fur bristling with anger. His dark brown eyes glistened in the sunlight.