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On August 6, 2003, Stephen Morris parked his car at the Atlanta History Center, expecting to spend half an hour or so edifying himself and his nephew on the particulars of the Civil War. It was the beginning of what would turn out to be a very bad day. At the time, though, everything seemed fine. Morris, a sinewy guy in his fifties with a scramble of light-brown hair and the deliberative air of a non-practicing academic, was at work on his doctoral dissertation--a biography of William Young, a seventeenth-century composer in the court of the Archduke of Innsbruck. Morris's teen-age nephew was visiting from British Columbia, and Morris had taken a break to show him the ...