Well,” Eleanor said, patting Sunny’s head, “he’s always been such a calm dog. But since this morning, he’s been jumping around, whining at the door, and pulling me down the street. I finally gave in and followed him, and he led me straight here. He wouldn’t stop until we arrived at the station.”

The officers in the room exchanged amused glances. Still, Parker knew better than to ignore instincts—whether human or animal. He stood and nodded.

“All right, Mrs. Turner. Why don’t we see where Sunny wants to go?”

Within minutes, Parker and two other officers—Rodriguez and Kelly—were outside with Eleanor and Sunny.