Becca Good watched her wife die in a hail of federal bullets. Now she’s the one in chains. In a nation already on edge, the grieving partner of Renee Nicole Good has been seized by the same system that killed the mother of three. Prosecutors walked out. Protesters filled the streets. And still, federal agents keep call… Continues…
The night agents came for Becca, neighbors say the house was quiet. No shouting, no struggle—just the soft thud of a door closing and the car pulling away with a woman who had already lost everything. Hours earlier, she’d been planning another vigil for Renee. By morning, she was a federal defendant, her love story recast as a threat to the state.
In court, her supporters whisper that this is punishment for refusing to look away—for filming, for speaking, for insisting that Renee’s last words and slow-moving car mattered. Federal officials call it law and order; her lawyers call it retaliation. Somewhere between those stories lives a country deciding what kind of power it’s willing to accept. Renee is gone. Becca waits in a cell. And the videos that survived them both refuse to go qui.
