the beautiful wife something crazy about her. but an ill wind will blow through paradise. kennel dogs were very upset. it was huge ruckus. i knew my heart something terrible had happened. we heard the dog trainer gone? a trail of sinister clues. there was three wet blood spots in the hallway. there is also its of ammunition and guns and firearms on magnets behind tapestries. firearms injuries over his house. he has his arms around a big role of plastic in my brain goes there is a body. can anyone put it all together and sniff out the truth? what did that say to you? it s a lot to me. october 28, 2009, october 28th 2009. routine call middle of the day. a routine call from any other day. this batch that is what car talk to two ladies. what was it they said? two cars where they shouldn t be? someone moving something bulky from one to the other? back when it started lovebird should ve known, probably, that it was too good to be true. or to get to last anyw
seven. stephanie. he had his breakfast and he would be out. they all knew it very well. but on the morning of wednesday october 28th, 2009. nothing was routine. nothing at all. first, stephen a, who s own house right next door to the cannabis woke up to a course barking dogs. it was about 6 am. the kennel dogs were very very upset and it was a huge ruckus next door. occasion that sort of thing would happen? very seldom to that extent. about atm, amber arrived on campus. but still, the dogs were upset. they would not settle in that morning. odd. then someone told her mark was still around. he must have left it for seattle. and i thought that was strange. because he was supposed to be gone over an hour prior. they walk to the house where mark made habit of leaving the car port door unlocked so the
one of his well-trained dogs. he was a creature of habit. always on time. never missed an appointment. in bed early. up with the sun. and every wednesday mark hit the road for the hour-and-a-half drive south to seattle for sessions with his loyal clients, a schedule which employees amber we used to always joke that he was up, he beat the rooster out of bed. reporter: and beth he was usually on the road by 7:00. reporter: and stephanie he had his breakfast and beat seattle traffic. reporter: knew very well. but on the morning of wednesday, october 28th, 2009, nothing was routine, nothing at all. first, stephanie, whose own house is right next door to the kennels, woke up to a chorus of barking dogs. it was, she thinks, about 6:00 a.m. and the kennel dogs were very, very upset. it was a huge ruckus next door. reporter: occasionally, that sort of thing would happen. very seldom. very seldom to that extent.
keith morrison: mark stover was a bit like one of his well trained dogs. mark stover was a bit like one of his well-trained dogs. he was a creature of habit. always on time. never missed an appointment. in bed early. up with the sun. and every wednesday mark hit the road for the hour-and-a-half drive south to seattle for sessions with his loyal clients, a schedule which employees amber we used to always joke that he was up, he beat the rooster out of bed. reporter: and beth he was usually on the road by 7:00. reporter: and stephanie he had his breakfast and beat seattle traffic. reporter: knew very well. but on the morning of wednesday, october 28th, 2009, nothing was routine, nothing at all. first, stephanie, whose own house is right next door to the kennels, woke up to a chorus of barking dogs. it was, she thinks, about 6:00 a.m. and the kennel dogs were very, very upset. it was a huge ruckus next door.
keith morrison: mark stover was a bit like one of his well trained dogs. he was a creature of habit. mark stover was a bit like one of his well-trained dogs. he was a creature of habit. always on time. never missed an appointment. in bed early. up with the sun. and every wednesday mark hit the road for the hour-and-a-half drive south to seattle for sessions with his loyal clients, a schedule which employees amber we used to always joke that he was up, he beat the rooster out of bed. reporter: and beth he was usually on the road by 7:00. reporter: and stephanie he had his breakfast and beat seattle traffic. reporter: knew very well. but on the morning of wednesday, october 28th, 2009, nothing was routine, nothing at all. first, stephanie, whose own house is right next door to the kennels, woke up to a chorus of barking dogs. it was, she thinks, about 6:00 a.m. and the kennel dogs were very, very upset.