She was hardly modest, and those passers by who glanced up and saw her beautiful body might become customers. She had crossed her long, elegant legs, ...hough, so no one could see she was a natural redhead. She had chosen the house for the balcony, which looked out at the sea. This also meant it was convenient for the docks. Although she was successful enough that she no longer had to spread her legs for sailors fresh off the ship, she still maintained a few of her most effective and well endowed. Noelle was sure that she had a positive identification of the girl we were looking for, but she also had some disturbing news. There probably were quite a few more people there than we had expected. It seemed that only a few of them ever left the ranch once they got in. Especially, the women - or girls - seemed to stay in the ranch house. When I asked why she suspected that, she told me she had run some facial recognition tests against the faces found from our camera and faces in the images. If that was happening today, I would have immediately been thinking miniature cameras transmitting to remote recorders, etc.At that time, there were probably less than a dozen television sets in our little town and I personally had never seen TV. I went to the gym with her and she took me to the girl's locker room. As I approached the doorway, I slowed down and stopped. She grinned at me and said, "You know, don't you?"I asked, "Know what Miss Adair?"She laughed and said, "Miss Adair? When I. Listen, this is hard for us. But we have to just get it over with. My girl's in a bad marriage. Jason's lost all of their money and he won't stop gambling. He never will, I don't think. Sheila has to get out. She needs that baby to come into a better world. One without Jason there." "So what do you mean. Where is she?" "Peter, she left last week for Reno. She'll be there for six weeks, and then she can get a divorce." "A divorce? I don't know anyone who has that. I mean, is it hard? I really.