Things were going the hard way. Plan to Tahiti was crazy, members of the Van Der Linde gang started arguing with eachother, without apparent reason.

Hosea was the most concerned in the camp about those conflicts. He knew this shouldn't continue, otherwise, the entire gang would eventually split up.

He was also worried about how Dutch started to make plans that just seemed to stop working. They were getting more impossible, and more difficult.

Everything was changing.

Sean: "Oh come on don't be so mad! You know how Dutch always is!"

Sean let out a loud chuckle as he and Hosea walked through the main path of Rhodes, just taking a stroll.

Hosea on the other hand, let out a long sigh, looking around Rhodes with a silent huff.

Hosea: "Yeah, yeah whatever."

Suddenly, some person started screaming in the grocery shop, chasing something with a loud, annoyed groan.

Person: "YOU LITTLE THIEF!"

It turned out to be a big stray mutt, that was looking for some food. And it turned out that he managed to steal some meat.

Hosea looked at the dog with a little bit of interest, seeing how fast it was.

Hosea: "What a little thief we have there."

Sean'd eyes widened as he saw the big dog, crossing his arms as his jaw almost dropped. He never saw such a big dog.

Sean: "Small is an understatement!"