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Stacey Norwood

Stacey Norwood

At first glance, Teresa Dean is a striking woman. A flat, static photo of the 29-year-old in no way diminishes the glow of good health that fairly radiates from her lovely heart-shaped face, offset by wide-set crystal blue eyes, hair the color of Tupelo honey, a radiant smile, and cheekbones

I am approaching the open door of George’s Hole in the Wall Sports Bar on Columbus Road at high noon on a beautiful spring day, wondering what or who will greet me when I cross the threshold. Located just before the inevitably clogged intersection where Columbus toggles into Mercer University

Dear Mary, I guess it’s time I let you know where I am! I am in the hottest little town in America, known as Macon, Georgia, occupying a room in an attic, working nights as a bus-boy at a light-drinking establishment known as the Pig’n Whistle and spending my days

Heavy, they say, is the head that wears the crown. For Jerry Jerome Anderson, dubbed the “King of Cocaine” by Federal prosecutors 28 years ago in a Macon courtroom, Shakespeare’s famous words proved prophetic.        In 1989, after a prolonged (and some say infuriatingly cat-and-mouse) game of gotcha