Jennifer vanished sometime in the overnight hours.

Right now there is no trace.

Investigators say evidence lead them to believe that she's dead.

Stick my nose back on the trail. That's all I can do.

This is already gone.

Already gone.

Already.

All ready. All right. All right. All right. Come with me. Come with me to Flint, Michigan. To understand Jessica's story,

we must first understand the city she called home, a place marked by both immense hardship

and remarkable strength. Flint, situated about an hour north of Detroit, once stood as a powerful symbol of American industrial

might. It was the proud birthplace of General Motors, and for many decades, the city and surrounding

communities thrived, its prosperity largely built on the backbone of the booming auto industry.

But as the calendar turned into the 1980s, the landscape of Flint began to shift dramatically. The city faced a steep

economic decline. In the years since Jessica's disappearance, Flint has sadly become known nationally for another

profound tragedy, the infamous water crisis. In 2014, to cut costs, the city's water source was

devastatingly switched, a decision that exposed residents, including thousands of innocent children,

to lead contaminated water. This became one of the most widely recognized environmental justice failures in modern American history.

Despite it all, Flint remains, at its core, a city of remarkable strength.

It's a place where neighbors consistently show up for

each other, where families faced with unimaginable grief and injustice, never stop fighting for what is

right. And it's a place where stories like Jessica still matter. Not just to those who knew and loved her, but to anyone who holds the

unwavering belief that every child, everywhere, deserves to be safe. Now let's turn our attention to the heart of our story, Jessica.

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