Something doesn't seem right, thought cindy Plant, as her truck bounced along an old dirt road north of Wichita last January. Plant, 52, is code and animal control offi-I cer for the tiny community of Valley Center, which lies just I north of the country road. Valley Center has many paved highways, but Cindy prefers North Seneca Street, a less traveled agricultural route that parts a sea of wheat fields. She was taking Seneca to Park City, a nearby town where her friend Dennis Rader held the same position she did. They'd met in 1991 when Plant, a sturdy blonde with a soft open face, trained Rader in animal control—teaching him how to recognize and evaluate dog behavior, when to use the tranquilizer gun, and how to deal with sadness when dogs need to be put down.
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