Renee Nicole Good was alive one second and gone the next. A mother. A poet. Shot in her car by a federal immigration agent whose name the government tried to keep in the shadows. Now he has a face, a history, and a trail of unanswered questions that won’t sto
The naming of Jonathan “Jon” Ross shattered the last illusion that this was an anonymous tragedy. It turned a grainy video and a shattered windshield into a confrontation with power, trauma, and accountability. In that SUV was not a “professional agitator,” but a woman who had crossed borders and elections looking for safety, only to die under the authority of the state she had returned to. Her death now lives in vigils, in chants, in the tremor in her wife’s voice as she describes packing up a life that will never feel whole again.
