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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 employs amber. we used to always joke that he was up, he beat the rooster out of bed. keith morrison: and beth. he was usually on the road by seven. keith morrison: and stephanie. he had his breakfast. beat seattle traffic. keith morrison: knew very well. but on the morning of wednesday, october 28, 2009, nothing was routine, no...

He continued to service his clients in seattle. and of course, by then he had found teresa. but then, in the summer of 2009, two strange 911 calls came into the skagit county sheriff's office. an anonymous male caller claimed mark stover was transporting drugs in his car. anonymous caller: there is a crime that's going to take place in the morning. keith morrison: police pulled mark over. found a small amount of marijuana and cocaine underneath the car, but he was not arrested. mark told police he believed he was being set up. those were not his drugs. mark wasn't charged with any crime, but h...

Plunked a few feet offshore, a 90 minute commute north of seattle. the dogs could go swimming in the water there. there's plenty of trail walks and it's just really, really outdoorsy and beautiful. keith morrison: outdoorsy and beautiful are words which also happen to describe the human love of mark's life, linda opdycke, the willowy blonde daughter of wally opdycke, the wealthy investor who'd once helped found chateau saint michele winery. linda's seemed a perfect match for mark, according to the clients and friends who knew him best. she was mark two. you know, i mean they were peas in a pod...

She stood down in the field, mark's station wagon was backed up to the carport area of his house. i was kind of surprised that it was parked where it was parked, because it was never parked there. it's really hard to get it into that position to begin with. keith morrison: anyway, why hadn't he left for seattle? it was then she noticed, must be mark up at the house. someone who had mark's hat on, which i thought was mark, was bringing something big into the back of the car. keith morrison: big, big, big? it looked like to me. so i was thinking he was carrying ding and putting her in the back o...

The lovebirds should have known probably that it was too good to be true or too good to last anyway. after all, he seemed something of a self-made mutt. and she, the purebred heiress type. the golden haired daughter of a wealthy alpha male. whatever. by the time they promised their eternal love, the clock to its end, was ticking. inaudible to them, of course, like a whistle only a dog can hear. which come to think of it, begs the question, how did he of all people miss it? his name was mark stover and he discovered quite early that he had some special eerily mystical connection with dogs. when...