“You must think a lot of Misty, to pay for all this,” she remarked without stopping to censor herself.Mollie blinked and looked almost as if she'... been slapped. “You think I pay for this? You think I buy Misty’s love?” she asked, getting angrier every second.“Well, yes,” Sara murmured, realizing she'd stuck her foot into her mouth. “OK. Maybe not buy. But how can a young bank clerk afford a place like this?,” Sara asked keeping her voice very neutral, as they reached Mollie’s Mercedes. As they. Roger and Betty had moved into the estate shortly after we had. Roger was a couple of inches taller than my five-seven but I thought he had a gaunt look about him. Betty was the same height as Georgie but she had a completely different build. Buxom some might call it but I always thought she was overweight. She filled a swimsuit to overly full, if you get my drift.Oh, the swimsuit? Well, they would come over and use our pool with us quite a lot in the summer months. Some of the other neighbours. He rolled Dante over, whipped all his drool off himself, and sat up looking for his pants. He found them in a corner and reached into one of his pockets to find his cell phone. Tommy flipped the lip of the phone and gawked at the screen, it read: Monday 4:55am. Tommy freaked, not only had he and Dante slept through Sunday, they were gonna be late for swim practice. Just as he closed his phone, Tommy heard a knock at the door (it made him jump) - it must have been Dante’s mother. “Dante wake up. ”“That’s wicked, and you’re right, it’s something a normal detector would have never spotted. What are its limitations?”“The biggest one is range. A receiver, or repeater has to be less than a hundred yards away.”Mike replied, “That’s not a big limitation. You can do a lot within a hundred yards.”“I don’t disagree, and I think we’ll see more such gadgets in the future, except with more memory and a longer range.”“Brian, you’re probably right. Now, what do we know?”“At this point very little..