His instincts screamed that something was terribly wrong. Struggling to shake off the panic, he debated his next move. Then, as if answering his silent plea, a monkey appeared, clutching something tightly in its tiny hands.
The sight hit Gabriel like a thunderbolt—there, wriggling helplessly, was Coco, his precious puppy. A wave of terror and resolve surged through him. Without a second thought, Gabriel plunged into the underbrush, racing after the monkey with every ounce of strength he had.