title: The Sheriff's Surrender (Ladies' Shooting Club)
author:  Susan Page Davis 
description: Historical fiction author Davis churns out another folksy, lighthearted story set in 1885 about a not-so-feminine heroine who shoots better than most men. Gert Dooley has spent years caring for her widowed brother, Hiram, who is Fergus, Idaho's, only gunsmith, and that position strategically places her to practice shooting all types of firearms. Second to none, Gert sets up a women's shooting club after a killer comes to town, and while the womenfolk are eager to learn from Gert's experienced hands, the men in town balk. As Gert trains her friends to protect themselves, she finds herself strangely attracted to the new sheriff, Ethan Chapman. Slowly the two begin a dance, and who knows which one will fire the first shot of romance. Davis's evenly paced tale, kicking off a series, reads smoothly and predictably, but perhaps too much so for avid readers who hanker for unexpected plot ambushes here and there. <I>(Dec.)</I> <BR>Copyright &copy; Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.
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  # Womans Murder Club 2 - Second Chance
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ## Prologue
  
  
  THE CHOIR KIDS
  
  
  AARON WINSLOW WOULD NEVER FORGET the next few minutes. He recognized the
  terrifying sounds the instant they cracked through the night. His body went
  cold all over.
  
  
  He couldn't believe that someone was shooting a high- powered rifle in this
  neighborhood.
  
  
  K-pow, k-pow, k-pow... k-pow, k-pow, k-pow
  
  
  His choir was just leaving the La Salle Heights Church.
  
  
  Forty-eight young kids were streaming past him toward the sidewalk. They had
  just finished their final rehearsal before the San Francisco Sing-Off, and
  they had been excellent.
  
  
  Then came the gunfire. Lots of it. Not just a single shot. A strafing. An
  attack.
  
  
  K-pow, k-pow, k-pow... k-pow, k-pow, k-pow
  
  
  “Get down!” he screamed at the top of his voice. “Everybody down on the
  ground! Cover your he