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Title:
Lady cop makes trouble
Author:
Stewart, Amy, author.
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Publication Information:
Boston ; New York : Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 2016.
Physical Description:
310 pages : illustration ; 24 cm
Summary:
"The best-selling author of Girl Waits with Gun returns with another adventure featuring the fascinating, feisty, and unforgettable Kopp sisters. After besting (and arresting) a ruthless silk factory owner and his gang of thugs in Girl Waits with Gun, Constance Kopp became one of the nation's first deputy sheriffs. She's proven that she can't be deterred, evaded, or outrun. But when the wiles of a German-speaking con man threaten her position and her hopes for this new life, and endanger the honorable Sheriff Heath, Constance may not be able to make things right. Lady Cop Makes Trouble sets Constance loose on the streets of New York City and New Jersey tracking down victims, trailing leads, and making friends with girl reporters and lawyers at a hotel for women. Cheering her on, and goading her, are her sisters Norma and Fleurette that is, when they aren't training pigeons for the war effort or fanning dreams of a life on the stage. Based on a true story, Girl Waits with Gun introduced Constance Kopp and her charming and steadfast sisters to an army of enthusiastic readers. Those readers will be thrilled by this second installment also ripped from the headlines in the romping, wildly readable life of a woman forging her own path, tackling crime and nefarious criminals along the way"--
General Note:
"A Kopp sisters novel."--front cover.
Language:
English
ISBN:
9780544409941
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Book

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Summary

The best-selling author of Girl Waits with Gun returns with another adventure featuring the fascinating, feisty, and unforgettable Kopp sisters.

After besting (and arresting) a ruthless silk factory owner and his gang of thugs in Girl Waits with Gun , Constance Kopp became one of the nation's first deputy sheriffs. She's proven that she can't be deterred, evaded, or outrun. But when the wiles of a German-speaking con man threaten her position and her hopes for this new life, and endanger the honorable Sheriff Heath, Constance may not be able to make things right. Lady Cop Makes Trouble sets Constance loose on the streets of New York City and New Jersey--tracking down victims, trailing leads, and making friends with girl reporters and lawyers at a hotel for women. Cheering her on, and goading her, are her sisters Norma and Fleurette--that is, when they aren't training pigeons for the war effort or fanning dreams of a life on the stage. Based on a true story, Girl Waits with Gun introduced Constance Kopp and her charming and steadfast sisters to an army of enthusiastic readers. Those readers will be thrilled by this second installment--also ripped from the headlines--in the romping, wildly readable life of a woman forging her own path, tackling crime and nefarious criminals along the way.


Author Notes

AMY STEWART is the award-winning author of seven books, including her acclaimed fiction debut Girl Waits with Gun and the bestsellers The Drunken Botanist and Wicked Plants. She and her husband live in Eureka, California, where they own a bookstore called Eureka Books.


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Booklist Review

A promising career in law enforcement turns sour for Constance Kopp, in this sequel to Girl Waits with Gun (2015), when a prime suspect disappears under her watch. With more than her own job on the line, Constance refuses to submit to the strictures of her demotion to women's jail matron and single-handedly pursues the colorful con man who eluded her. She proves an unstoppable force against his and other outrageous crimes, but her treatment of petty criminals, especially women, displays a forward-thinking generosity. The multiple players in the story provide wry situational humor and a backdrop for Kopp's unique, forceful character, while Sheriff Heath's surprisingly supportive regard lends a hopeful relational perspective. Stewart adeptly introduces details of early twentieth-century life in Hackensack, New Jersey, a burgeoning city on the outskirts of New York, and timely concerns such as jail reform and women's rights, rounding out this immensely satisfying mystery. Fans of Laurie R. King's Mary Russell series will enjoy Constance Kopp, while Kerry Greenwood's Phryne Fisher following will appreciate the colorful characters and strong female lead, who cares not a whit for public opinion.--Baker, Jen Copyright 2016 Booklist


Publisher's Weekly Review

In this comic mystery set in 1915 and based on actual events, Constance Kopp, the first female deputy sheriff in Bergen County, N.J., is still packing a pistol and an attitude after her first crime-fighting adventures in Girl Waits with Gun. Stewart's second volume in her Kopp Sisters Series is a clever, suspenseful, and funny tale of a formidable woman facing crime, politics, social stigma, all while nailing evildoers. Constance has proved to be a capable deputy in a male-dominated profession, but her new career is in jeopardy when a prisoner she is guarding-Baron von Matthesius, a sneaky, dangerous con man facing undisclosed but serious charges-escapes her custody. She is demoted to jail matron, but when the scandal threatens the sheriff and his family, she vows to catch the baron, save the sheriff's job, and redeem her own reputation. Across Bergen and Passaic Counties and into New York City, Constance investigates the baron's past, known associates, and recent activities, asking questions nobody else asks and following leads other cops overlook. As she pursues the baron and his accomplices, she also becomes involved in a curious murder and a stolen property case. Her sisters provide comic relief, Norma with her carrier-pigeon hobby and Fleurette with her acting classes and dreams of Broadway. Fans of the first Kopp Sisters novel will find another treat in this follow-up. (Sept.) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.


Library Journal Review

Having successfully become a Bergen County, NJ, deputy sheriff (in Girl Waits with Gun), Constance Kopp gets herself-and the sheriff-into trouble by accidentally letting a prisoner escape. Relegated to monitoring the female inmates in the local jail, she is determined to prove herself and get back into the sheriff's good graces. She sets out on her own to find the escapee, who is an accomplished con man. Supported by her indomitable sisters and a few newfound friends, Constance unravels the con man's history as she tracks him through New York City and New Jersey. VERDICT Constance and her sisters are every bit as enjoyable in this outing as their first. Stewart deftly combines the rough-and-tumble atmosphere of early 20th-century New York City with the story of three women who want to live life on their own terms. The addition of supporting female characters who are also pushing societal boundaries is a welcome touch to the series.-Sarah Cohn, Manhattan Coll. Lib., Bronx, NY © Copyright 2016. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.


Excerpts

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Miss Constance Kopp, who once hid behind a tree near her home in Wyckoff, N.J., for five hours waiting to get a shot at a gang of Black Handers who had annoyed her, is now a Deputy Sheriff of Bergen County, N.J., and a terror to evildoers.  ​-- ​New York Press, December 20, 1915       1   YOUNG GIRL WANTED ​-- ​GOOD WAGE . Well-to-do man seeking a housekeeper who is matrimonially minded. Room and board offered. Reply to box-holder 4827.         I handed the newspaper back to Mrs. Headison. "I suppose you replied to the box-holder?"         She nodded briskly. "I did, posing as a girl who had just come to town from Buffalo, with experience not in housekeeping, but in dancing, and with aspirations for the stage. We can all imagine what he must have made of that ."         I didn't like to imagine it, owing to the fact that a youthful aspirant to the stage lived under my own roof, but I had to admit that the trick worked. Sheriff Heath and I read the man's reply, which invited her to visit at her earliest convenience and promised an offer of marriage if she proved worthy of it.         "Any number of girls have auditioned for the job and are still awaiting that offer of marriage," she sniffed. "I've seen them going in and out of his house. As my position is only advisory in nature, I'm under instructions to report any suspicious findings to the police chief, who sends an officer to make the arrest. But this man lives out here in Bergen County, so we're handing the matter over to you."         Belle Headison was Paterson's first policewoman. She was a slight figure with narrow shoulders and hair the color of weak tea. Her eyes were framed by brass-rimmed spectacles that recalled the inner workings of a standing clock. Everything about her seemed upright and tightly wound.         I was New Jersey's first lady deputy sheriff. I'd never met another woman in law enforcement. The summer of 1915 felt like a brave and bright new age.         Mrs. Headison had arranged to meet us at the train station in Ridgewood, not far from the man's house. We stood on the platform, under the only awning that cast any shade. In spite of the late August heat, it gave me a bracing thrill to think about going after anyone who would so casually advertise for a girl in the newspaper.         The sheriff took another look at the letter. "Mr. Meeker," he said. "Harold Meeker. Well, ladies, let's go pay him a visit."         Mrs. Headison took a step back. "Oh, I'm not sure what use I'd be."         But Sheriff Heath wouldn't hear it. "It's your case," he said cheerfully. "You should get the satisfaction of seeing it through to the end." Nothing made him happier than the prospect of catching a criminal, and he couldn't imagine why anyone else wouldn't feel the same.         "But I don't usually go along with the officers," she said. "Why don't you go, and Miss Kopp and I will wait here?"         "I brought Miss Kopp along for a reason," the sheriff said, ushering us both off the platform and into his motor car. Mrs. Headison stepped in with some reluctance and we drove through town.         On the way, Mrs. Headison told us about her work at the Travelers' Aid Society, where she helped girls who came to Paterson with no family or job prospects. "They get off the train and find no difficulty in making their way to the most disreputable boarding-houses and the tawdriest dance halls," she said. "And if she's a pretty girl, the saloons will give her supper and drink, free of charge. Of course, nothing comes free, but the girls aren't so easily convinced of that. It's their first time away from home and they've forgotten everything their mothers taught them, if they were taught anything at all."         Mrs. Headison, it developed, had been widowed in 1914. On the first anniversary of the death of her husband, a retired constable, she read about New Jersey's new law allowing women to serve as police officers. "It was as if John were speaking to me from the hereafter and telling me that I had a new calling. I went right to the Paterson police chief and made my application."         Sheriff Heath and I attempted to offer our congratulations but she continued without taking a breath. "Do you know that he hadn't even considered adding a woman to his force? I had to argue my case, and you can be sure I did. Do you know why he was so reluctant? The chief told me himself that if women start going about in uniforms, armed with guns and clubs, we would turn into little men."         I cast the sheriff a look of horror but he kept his eyes straight ahead.         "I assured him that my position in the police department would be exactly the same as that of a mother in the home. Just as a mother tends to her children and issues a kind word of warning or encouragement, I would carry out my duty as a woman and bring a mother's ideals into the police department. Wouldn't you agree, Miss Kopp? Haven't you become quite the mother hen at the sheriff's department?"         I hadn't thought of myself as a mother hen, but then again, I'd seen a hen peck an errant chick so sharply that she drew blood, so perhaps Mrs. Headison was right. For the last two months, I'd been riding along anytime a woman or a girl was caught up in some criminal matter. I'd served divorce papers to an estranged wife, investigated a charge of illegal cohabitation, chased down a girl attempting to run away on a train, put clothes on a prostitute who was found naked and half-dead from opium in a card room above a tailor's shop, and sat with a mother of three while the sheriff and his men ran through the woods looking for her husband, over whose head she had broken a bottle of brandy. The husband was returned to her, although she wouldn't let him inside until he promised, in front of the sheriff, to bring no more drink into her house.         It would be no exaggeration to say that the moments I have just described were among the finest of my life. The prostitute had soiled herself and had to be washed in the card room's dingy basin, and the girl running for the train bit my arm when I caught her, and still I assert that I had never been more content. Improbable as it may sound, I had, at last, found work that suited me.         I didn't know how to explain any of that to Mrs. Headison. To my relief, we arrived at Mr. Meeker's before I had to. The sheriff drove just past his house and parked a few doors down.         He lived in a modest shingled home with painted shutters and a small front porch that looked to have been added on recently. There was a window open in his living room and the sound of piano music drifted into the front yard.         "Someone's at home," Sheriff Heath said. "Miss Kopp, you'll knock at the door and we'll stay down here. If there's a girl in there now, I don't want to scare her off. Try to get her to come to you. We're not going to arrest her for waywardness, but she doesn't know that."         "That's fine," I said.         Mrs. Headison stared at the two of us as if we'd just proposed a safari to Africa.         "You aren't going to send her to the door unguarded, are you? What if ​--"         She stopped when she saw me take my revolver from my handbag and tuck it into my pocket. It was the same one the sheriff issued to me the previous year when my family was being harassed: a Colt police revolver, dark blue, just small enough to conceal in the pockets Fleurette stitched into all my jackets and dresses for that purpose.         "Do they have you carrying a gun? Why, the police chief ​--"         "I don't work for the police chief." I felt the sheriff's eyes on me when I said it. The fact that we were doing something the police chief wouldn't have dared gave me a great deal of satisfaction.   Excerpted from Lady Cop Makes Trouble: A Kopp Sisters Novel by Amy Stewart All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.