Shoot Don't Shoot Quotes

“mothers didn’t count as heroes.”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“Joanna Brady understood with absolute clarity that those words weren’t necessarily true, not for everyone.”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“Cultural diversity is okay, I guess,” he added, sounding unconvinced.”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“Maybe,” he said. “We’ll see.”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“being a lesbian”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“secondhand clothing”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“Esperanza Village.”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“What happened?” Joanna asked. “From what we can piece together this is a pair of relative newlyweds, been married less than a year. It turns out the husband’s something of a slob who tends to leave his clothes lying wherever they fall. His wife got tired of picking up after him, so she took a hammer and nailed them all to the floor wherever they happened to fall. He tore hell out of his favorite western shirt when he tried to pick it up. Made him pretty mad. He went outside and sliced up the tires on his wife’s Chevette.”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“He got up and walked away, leaving Joanna sitting on her side of the Plexiglas barrier, sputtering to herself. As he walked out of the room, Joanna was filled with the terrible knowledge that she had heard the truth. Juanita Grijalva was right. Her son, Jorge, hadn’t killed Serena, but he would accept the blame. In order to protect his children from hearing an awful truth about their mother, he would willingly go to prison for a crime he hadn’t committed. Meanwhile, the real killer—whoever that was—would go free.”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“The joint was divided almost evenly between dining area and bar. The smoke-filled bar was jammed nearly full while the restaurant was largely empty. In both sections, railroad memorabilia—from fading pictures and travel posters to crossing signs—decorated every inch of available wall space. A platform, dropped from the ceiling, ran around the outside of the room and supported the tracks for several running electric trains that hummed overhead at odd intervals.”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“I like this one best,” Jenny said, plucking one out of the stack and handing it to her mother. The picture had been taken by Joanna’s father, Big Hank Lathrop, with his Brownie Hawkeye camera. The irregularly sized, old-fashioned, black-and-white snapshot showed an eight-year-old Joanna Lathrop, dressed in her Brownie uniform. She stood at attention in front of her mother’s old Maverick. In the foreground cartons of Girl Scout cookies were stacked into a Radio Flyer wagon.”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“you think I could be of some help.”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“Jenny frowned. “That’s what happened to Sue Espy.”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“It was Jenny’s turn to nod. “That’s why we brought along an extra suit.” Jenny’s blue eyes filled with concern. “Did you tell her what I said?” “Yes, but I thought she’d get more out of it if she heard it from you in person. We pick her up at ten o’clock on Friday morning.” They stopped by the concierge desk long enough to make arrangements for Jenny’s videos. Joanna also increased the Thanksgiving dinner reservation from four to six. “Who’s coming to dinner?” Jenny asked as they, too, headed for the elevator. “Leann Jessup,” Joanna answered. “She’s a new friend, someone I met here at school. And”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“This felt more like summer. Outside the automatic doors, huge free-standing”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot

“remembering Butch Dixon’s wry comment that Jenny and the Gs sounded like some kind of rock band. What an interesting man he was. With a peculiar sense of humor. Guiltily, Joanna reached into her purse and”
― J.A. Jance, Shoot Don't Shoot