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Marijuana Goes Upstate

Florida moves into the number two spot when it comes to grow houses

By Francisco Alvarado

Published on November 08, 2007

 View a slideshow from several busted grow houses around South Florida.

On October 18 at 10:22 p.m., Betty was watching television in the living room of her pleasant three-bedroom home in Lehigh Acres, a rural community of 90,000 that's about 12 miles east of Fort Myers. Her four-year-old daughter Nina was sound asleep in her room.

Suddenly the 27-year-old single mom heard the unmistakable pop of gunfire. It was close, too close.

Peeking through the curtain of her front window, she saw muzzle flashes and human silhouettes moving across the front yard of a house one block from her one-acre lot. She picked up the phone and dialed 911.

Betty: I'd like to report gunshots.

Operator: How many did you hear?

Betty: Probably like six.

Operator: Where are they coming from?

Betty: I can hear them now. They are going off again.

Operator: You don't see anyone with a gun?

Betty: No, there are no street lights. It is pitch-black.

Operator: Okay, we're on our way. Would you like us to call you when the officers get there?

Betty: Yeah, please, I would like to know what is going on.

Thirty shots sounded before police arrived 10 minutes later. The hail of bullets roused Nina from her slumber. "I could even hear them reloading," Betty says in a tender yet serious voice.

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