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Autumn is in the air in the Blue Ridge Mountain community of Crozet, Virginia--and all the traditions of the changing seasons are under way. Mary Minor "Harry" Haristeen cleans her cupboards, her husband, Fair, prepares the horses for the shorter days ahead, and the clamorous barking of beagles signals the annual rabbit chase through the central Virginia hills. But the last thing the local beaglers and their hounds expect to flush out is a dead body.
Disturbingly, it's the second corpse to turn up, after that of a missing truck driver too disfigured to identify. The deaths seem unrelated--until Harry picks up a trail of clues dating back to the state's post-Revolutionary past.
The echoes of the Shot Heard Round the World pale in comparison to the dangerous shootout Harry narrowly escapes unscathed. Next time, it may be the killer who gets lucky. But not if Harry's furry friends Mrs. Murphy, Pewter, and Tucker can help it. Lending their sharp-nosed talents to the hunt, they'll help their mistress keep more lives from being lost--and right an injustice buried since the early days of America's independence.

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“Loud.”

“Sounds like he has a glass pack under there but Panto isn’t exactly the hot rod type. That’s the true sound of that beast of an engine.”

“So what?”

“When I stood at the top of the ridge, shooting at whoever shot at me, I heard a truck start up. That’s how loud the exhaust note was.”

“Harry, this can’t be the only truck in the county that sounds like that,” Susan chided her.

“No and yes.” She turned to Susan. “Something’s wrong. Where did Panto get that kind of money? He’s a lawyer who represents tribes. He’s not representing Altria or Anthem. You get the idea. Something is wrong. Plus he knows me. I think whoever shot at me knows me. I’m going to follow him.”

“Harry, you’re nuts, number one. Number two, this Volvo station wagon isn’t exactly inconspicuous.”

“Trust me.”

“Dear God,” Susan whispered.

The animals sat still, preparing for who knows what. When Harry took a notion, things happened, often bad things.

Out on Garth Road, Harry waited for another car to get between her and Panto. Then she pulled out. He drove down Garth Road to Owensville Road, turned left, then turned right down the drive of one of the expensive, lovely homes on the road.

“There. Are you satisfied?” Susan folded her arms over her chest. “He’s going to MaryJo’s. They work together all the time. Put your imagination to rest.”

“I’m hungry,” Pewter whined.

“We’ll be home soon,” Mrs. Murphy told her, as she, too, would be happy to eat.

They reached the intersection of Route 250, turned west, past Duner’s, the popular restaurant at Ivy Commons, then the countryside opened up a bit.

Halfway to the right turn to Route 240 into Crozet, Panto’s truck roared by them at such speed, Harry pulled over. Before she could pull back onto the road, a sleek Cadillac CTS also roared by her. They passed the 240 turn.

“Hey, that’s MaryJo’s car.” Harry wondered what was going on.

Pulling out behind the wildly speeding cars, both Harry and Susan watched MaryJo tail Panto.

“People do this kind of thing if they’re lovers and have had a fight,” Susan observed. “I never thought of the two of them having an affair. Did you?”

“No. Jesus, they’re going eighty miles an hour on a two-lane highway. I’m going sixty and that’s fast enough.”

MaryJo pulled next to the F-250, slammed into the truck, then dropped back as cars came toward her from the opposite lane.

“What the—?” Harry shouted.

“Don’t go near them, Harry,” Susan warned her. “They’re crazy.”

MaryJo again slammed into Panto’s truck, pushing him partly off the road. Again, Harry had to pull back.

“He’s going to head for 64,” Susan predicted.

“I don’t know.” Harry looked in her rearview mirror to see three animals leaning against one another in the backseat, eyes wide open.

The stoplight on old Route 250 to turn to Crozet proper was red and a line of traffic headed east as well as a lot of people in the turnoff lane, including Panto with MaryJo right behind him.

“I’m going to call Coop.” Susan pulled her cellphone out of her purse.

The unloaded flintlock pistol was sliding on the seat so Harry picked it up, dropping it on her lap.

Susan filled Cooper in on what was happening.

“You’re the second report,” the deputy told her. “I’ll be on my way. I’m calling for backup.”

Harry handed the gun to Susan. “Load this up, will you?”

“Why?”

“Just in case.” Harry turned right. “I don’t know, but do it anyway.”

Once Panto drove under the railroad overpass, he turned left at the Amoco station and floored it. MaryJo, hot on his tail, did the same.

Cars, trucks driving in the opposite direction pulled off the road. Some honked. Most had the sense to pull off into a pasture if possible.

The two wild drivers thundered west, even the slightest curve at that speed courted danger.

Harry, no fool, stuck to sixty miles an hour, sometimes less.

“Someone’s going to die,” Pewter prophesied. “As long as it isn’t me.” She thought a moment. “Us.”

“That’s big of you.” Tucker lurched to the right, bumping into Mrs. Murphy, who at least had claws to dig into the plush leather seats.

Panto slowed, allowing MaryJo to pull right beside him. He lowered the driver’s window and fired. While neither Harry nor Susan could see the sidearm, they knew he fired because MaryJo’s back window exploded as she had seen the gun and pulled slightly ahead of Panto, but still next to him. Furious, MaryJo hit his truck harder.

Her CTS, heavy, wasn’t as heavy as the F-250 but she could still push. He fired again, hitting her in the shoulder, and in taking his eyes off the road, crunched off the highway with his right tires. He overcorrected and now slammed into MaryJo. Again, they sped, now on a straightaway.

Susan again called Cooper, who was approaching Crozet from Route 240 and drawing closer, five minutes away at most. Another curve loomed. Panto handling the large truck, tried to corner it but he slid, the heavy-duty truck leaning dangerously to the right and MaryJo used her moment, smashing into the truck with all her might. The new vehicle rolled over but landed upright. MaryJo pulled close, opened her own window, and fired. Harry and Susan saw blood spatter his windshield. MaryJo, half off the road herself, turned around, saw Harry behind her by perhaps fifteen yards. As Harry closed in, MaryJo leveled her .45 Smith & Wesson. She missed the humans but blew out the wide windows in the back. Harry, furious, grabbed the gun from Susan, pulled a U, not easy in the station wagon, and barreled down on MaryJo as the crazed woman was trying to get firmly on the road.

Using the flintlock, Harry fired and MaryJo’s windshield shattered. The Cadillac stopped. Harry kept going.

Susan, adrenaline high, shouted, “Bull’s-eye.”

Covered in glass bits, thanks to the ball’s perfect hit, MaryJo now focused on Harry and Susan, whom she could see just ahead. As she closed in after them, flooring it, Cooper prudently waited about half a mile down the road, as she could somewhat see what was going on. She let Harry pass, then fired her Glock at MaryJo’s tires. One blew, but the woman determinedly tried to keep on. Cooper, a crack shot, blew out another one. MaryJo crashed.

Sirens blared from all four directions. MaryJo, though alive, was toast.

“Dammit,” Harry swore, and she rarely swore. “Now I have to replace those windows.”

“Glass. Little bits of glass,” Pewter bitterly complained. “It will get into my paws.”

Harry pulled into a church driveway near the town, stepped out of the car, lifted up Pewter, came round to Susan, and put the cat in her lap. Then she picked up Tucker and told the wonderful corgi to squeeze next to Susan. Lastly she picked up Mrs. Murphy, holding the tiger in her lap as she drove home.

“She understood.” Pewter was amazed.

“Sometimes humans get it,” Tucker replied. “I’ve never seen anything like that. Ever.”

“Let’s hope it was the first and last time,” Mrs. Murphy added. “A new Cadillac banging into a new truck. Usually if people spend money on something they take care of it.”

“He’s dead. We’ll only hear one side of the story once Cooper drags MaryJo out of the car,” Pewter reasoned.

“Susan, let me go home after we give Coop our statements. Fair should be home soon and he can drive you back. I don’t want to drive this car any farther than I must.”

“Sure.” Susan’s heart slowed down a bit. “I think Panto or MaryJo would have killed us if they’d had the chance.”

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