The  following is a story how the VISEC Surveillance
Software was used.

Jay loved his new house.  He rolled over the money he invested
from his year-end bonus into a down payment, now that he could
afford to pay the monthly mortgage.

Many of the neighbors on his quiet, tree-lined street had lived
there for generations. He loved the idea of starting a family in
that house, even though he knew he’d have to jump a few more pay
grades at work before that could happen.

When he returned from work one night, he noticed a few things out
of place.  A few of his picture frames had been knocked over.  A
soda can left on the coffee table from last night’s television
watching rolled on its side.

After a quick inspection, Jimmy felt secure that nothing valuable
was missing. None of the doors had been unlocked, and none of the
windows broken. So he went to work the next morning curious, but
not concerned.

He grew alarmed when he returned the next day, and saw some trash
strewn around the living room.  Now, things were looking pretty
strange. He worried that he might have to use the money he was
saving for vacation to buy an expensive security system.

After Brenda, the head of the neighborhood watch, assured Jay
that their neighborhood was safe from both pranksters and career
criminals, she asked if he had a computer with a webcam. A little
puzzled, he told her that he had one, though he didn’t seem to
use it that often.

“That’s just fine,” said Brenda.  “A few months before you moved
in, I got a little spooked by something I saw on the news.  Some
days I can’t get home from work before the bus drops my kids off
from sports practice. So I found some software that lets me keep
an eye on them. I think it might work for your situation, too.”

A few days later, Jay installed his own copy of the VISEC
Surveillance Software.  Although there hadn’t been any more
strange occurrences in the last few days, he still didn’t want to
take a chance.

The following week, Brenda’s advice paid off.  Jay’s cell phone
buzzed with a text message from his VISEC system.  Jay had
programmed it to alert him to any activity in the house.

With a lump in his throat, Jay swung around to his office
workstation, and clicked on the special link that allowed him to
watch what was happening at his house.

To his surprise, he saw a little gray kitten bouncing around on
his couch.  He actually started to crack up as he watched the
tiny cat attack a throw cushion.

Later that night, Jay pulled the recordings that VISEC had
automatically made when it sensed motion in the house. He saw the
cat peek out from a loose ventilation grate in the corner of the
living room. It looks like Jay had a stowaway!

After luring the cat back out from hiding with a little lunchmeat
Jay fixed the grate and made an appointment with the neighborhood
vet. He and his new companion slept soundly, under a protective
set of eyes and ears.

Yours in safety, Doug Austin    http://HeylookSecurity.com

The following is a story how the Stun Master 775 was used.

Tina loved her job. She just hated her neighborhood.

Managing one of the trendiest nightclubs in town, she got to
spend her evenings rubbing elbows with rock stars, actors, and
many of the city’s elite.  Her boss converted an old warehouse by
the docks into a fantasy world for their guests. It kept costs
down, but it also made for a pretty treacherous walk down to the
parking lot at 4am.

Tina’s boss really cared about her, since she kept the place
running so smoothly. She refused to let him pay for a car service
so he gave her a Stun Master 775. She remembered how he asked her
to hold it by the wrist strap when walking down the block, “just
in case.”

One Saturday night, Tina couldn’t wait to get home. It felt like
she spent the whole night breaking up arguments and kicking
drunken guys out of the club.  As she marched up the block to her
car, two of those guys dropped out of the shadows.

“Hey, you!” called the tall one. Tina knew from her years of
experience not to bother responding.

“You think you’re too good to serve us? You think you’re too good
to talk to us?” shouted his companion.

The tall one slid right in front of Tina, blocking her path. She
clutched her car’s key fob in one hand while she dug her other
hand into her satchel and wrapped it around the strap of her Stun
Master.

“Where do you think you’re going?” asked the tall one, while the
other man just snickered. He lunged for Tina’s left hand, and she
pressed the panic button on her car remote. Wailing horns pierced
the silence of the back alley.

As her attacker gripped her left arm, she lunged at him with the
Stun Master.  Even though he held on to Tina, she couldn’t feel
any of the 775,000 volts flowing into his body. As he fell, his
other hand knocked the Stun Master away from Tina.  It snapped
free of the wrist strap and landed on top of him as he curled up
on the ground.

The smaller attacker leaped at his buddy and grabbed the Stun
Master.

“I’ll show you!” he cried, as he pounced on Tina. He dug the Stun
Master into her abdomen and tried to activate it, not realizing
that the wrist strap also serves as a disable pin – once the Stun
Master left Tina’s hands, it was useless.

Tina didn’t get her job on looks alone.  She kicked her attacker
in the shin and clocked him on the jaw as a pair of police
officers raced to the scene of the struggle. She made a mental
note to thank her boss for the gift – and to ask for a raise.

Yours in safety,  Doug Austin

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The  following is a story how the Telephone Voice Changer
was used.

Bleary-eyed, Casey strolled in to the office, clutching a cup of
coffee. She almost stumbled over her friend Jen at the elevator.

“I’m so sorry,” Casey apologized, “This guy keeps calling me at
three in the morning. Every night, he tries to tell me these
nasty things. I keep hoping he’ll stop, but he doesn’t!”

Jen clucked, “I bet the phone company said they couldn’t do
anything about it, huh?”

“Yeah,” Casey exclaimed, “since he’s not actually threatening me,
and he’s blocking his caller ID, they’re helpless. They actually
told me to turn off my ringer. I can’t do that! What if there’s
an emergency when the kids are at their dad’s?”

“The same thing happened to me last year,” whispered Jen. “Wanna
know how I got rid of the guy?”

Jen told Casey how her old college roommate told her about the
Telephone Voice Changer. She loved her new apartment, but wasn’t
so crazy about the neighborhood. Since the voice changer made it
sound like a burly man lived at her place, she thought it would
be perfect if someone buzzed her doorbell late at night.

“Instead,” Jen said, “this jerk starts calling my number ALL THE
TIME. I’d get messages from him all day long, but I don’t think
he had the guts to actually call me at night. So I took a
personal day, got myself a good book and settled in next to the
phone.”

“So what happened,” asked Casey.

“Sure enough, the guy calls,” Jen said, “and I answer, 蘇ello,
this is Mark.’”

Casey gasped, “what did he do?”

“He just gulped and said he had the wrong number,” Jen replied.

Casey puzzled, “the guy didn’t know you were a woman?”

“He had no clue,” exclaimed Jen, “because it sounds so real. I’ve
got it on my answering machine, if you want to hear it.”

Jen whipped out her cell phone and dialed her home number,
handing the phone to Casey as it rang. When the machine picked
up, Casey’s eyes bulged with surprise.

“No way,” Casey gasped. “There’s no way that’s your voice. You
sound like a guy!”

“It’s great,” Jen confessed, “though I did have to explain to my
Mom why some guy was answering my phone. But it gets better. The
guy called back one more time.”

“What’d you do?” asked Casey?

“I switched on my male voice and told him that I’d better not find
the guy that woke up my kid. I swear I heard him drop the phone, he
tried to hang up so fast!”

“That’s it,” cried Casey. “You’ve got to tell me where you got
that thing.”

For your safety,

Douglas Austin     http://www.HeylookSecurity.com

The following is a story how the Cell Phone Stun Gun was
used.  At the end of the story, you will find a bonus offer just
for you.

Rachel hated the subway. She grew up in a small town in
Washington State, so she enjoyed being outside at every chance
she could get.

As an attorney in the big city, she often had to get to work at
an hour that most folks were still dreaming in their beds. So she
used the twelve-block walk from her apartment to her office as a
chance to spend some quiet time enjoying her surroundings.

Still, she often felt a little nervous about walking those
streets alone.  So she picked up a Cell Phone Stun Gun.

It looks just like a regular phone, complete with a holster and a
belt clip. And nobody’s going to question a well-dressed
businessperson walking down the street holding a cell phone.

Rachel’s intuition paid off one Thursday morning, when a junkie
burst out from behind a dumpster and started screaming at her to
hand over her purse. As she put her hands in the air, she used
her thumb to disable the safety lock on the Cell Phone Stun Gun.

Rachel grabbed her purse with her other hand, tossing it past the
criminal. As he bent over to pick it up, she jabbed the Cell
Phone Stun Gun in the small of his back, shooting 950,000 volts
of electricity through his body. She never even had to take it
out of its carrying case.

With her attacker curled up on the ground, Rachel pulled out her
real cell phone to call the police. Her colleagues always
wondered why she carried two cell phones. They usually assumed
that a powerful woman needed them both. Rachel grinned as she
realized they didn’t know just how much power she really wielded.

Yours in safety,

Douglas Austin         http://HeylookSecurity.com

The following is a story how the Pepper Shot Tri-Pack was
used.

Nina had just accepted a big promotion, which meant a bigger
paycheck, but a longer commute. Luckily, she lived in the city
and commuted out to the suburbs, so she didn’t get stuck in the
crazy traffic that some of her friends had to endure every day.

One morning, she woke up extra early to get ready for an
important staff meeting.  Scooting down a side road at over
seventy miles per hour, she noticed flashing lights in her rear
view mirror.

“Ugh,” she grunted. “One week into this job and I’m already
getting a ticket.”

Still too early for many of the gas stations to be open, she
pulled into a lighted space on the side of the road. Under the
lights, she noticed the police car was unmarked. A trooper got
out of the vehicle and paced toward her.

She rolled down the window a little bit as he approached.

“Good morning, ma’am,” he said. “Do you know how fast you were
going through that thirty five mile an hour zone?”

Kim rolled her eyes and said, “I’m sorry, officer, but I don’t
know. How fast do you believe I was going?”

“Let’s not worry about what I think, just yet,” he said. “I’ll
need you to step out of the car, please, ma’am.”

Kim thought it was strange that he hadn’t asked for her license
or registration. And when she took a longer look at him, now that
her eyes were adjusting to the light, she noticed he wasn’t
wearing a uniform.

“Officer, could I just see your identification clearly, please?”
she asked.

“Ma’am, I order you to get out of this car RIGHT NOW,” he
demanded.

Kim observed that he looked far too unkempt to be a real police
officer. At the same moment, the man tried to reach in through
Kim’s car window. She reached up for her visor and pulled down
her emergency canister of pepper spray.

Aiming right through the crack in the window, she nailed her
attacker right in the eyes. As he stumbled into the road, she
started up her car and sped up the highway. She found an open gas
station a few miles up the road, where she called police.

They found her attacker stumbling through the woods not far from
where Kim left him. It turns out he had been preying on women in
the early morning hours for months, but hadn’t been caught. Kim
not only saved herself, she helped put a dangerous man behind
bars.

Yours in safety,   Doug Austin
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