Roxanne Colley, a 21-year-old Black woman from Kansas City, Missouri, had been trying to build something steady for herself: she’d earned her GED, worked as a legal secretary for the Internal Revenue Service, and talked about continuing her education—Rockhurst University first, then law school. In mid-August 1999, the routine of her life cracked open when she stopped answering calls, and the silence stretched on long enough to scare the people who cared about her.
After three days wi
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