Maxxx was confused. Why would James send him that photo. Maxxx wasn't stupid. He didn't follow the news, but when three people died locally then you couldn't not hear about it. Especially when you worked at a 

diner

.

A lot of people talked here. Talked a lot. They wouldn't shut up today about the three people shot dead. Two gunmen still on the run. And they couldn't shut up especially about that 

dog

. Why would they kidnap a dog?

Max wasn't thinking much about it. Treating it like background noise. Then he saw a photo. James. And a dog. Didn't need to think about it much. Put two and two together. Where the hell was James? What the fuck was he doing with that dog?

Max went out into the dining area. Went to an old lady customer with glasses. Asked: "Say, what breed is that dog?"