It was her favorite outfit. A red Michael Jordan jersey, black shorts, and sneakers. She was hesitant about wearing it because, well, the color red meant something in the area, but her mom encouraged her to wear what she wanted. Besides, all she was doing was quietly waiting for the bus to take her back home to Grandma’s. As she stood there waiting, in red, a car drove past. For a brief second, the guys laid eyes on her. A girl wearing red. She was the one. That split second would lead to the horrific gang rape, torture, mutilation, and murder of a 14-year-old girl who just wanted to wear her favorite color.