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...case that shocked the nation, Amy Grossberg and Brian Peterson, high school sweethearts from affluent New Jersey families, went to prison Thursday for contributing to the death of their newborn infant in a Newark motel room in 1996. Grossberg was sentenced to two and a half years, while Peterson received a lesser sentence of two years because, said Superior Court Judge Henry Ridgely, he pleaded with Grossberg to seek help with the pregnancy. Both defendants could have received 10 years. Sobbing in court, Grossberg said, "I'll never be able to forgive myself for what happened." Today is her 20th...
...crank swept in. "It's pretty much all we deal with now," says Sergeant Tim O'Connell, who heads the city's multiagency drug task force. For law enforcers, methamphetamine is a tough drug to pin down. It's sold hand to hand behind closed doors, in homes and motel rooms, in the style of a Tupperware party. Worse, its production requires little overhead. Ephedrine, an over-the-counter cold medication, can be combined with a shopping list of chemicals easily obtained from stores and industrial-supply companies (common drain cleaners figure in some formulas) and cooked in a kitchen...
...Billings crank has to travel no farther than across the street, from the apartment building where it's made to the tavern or motel room where it's sold. So pervasive is this bathtub crank that a Billings teenager trying to kick drugs had to quit her job as a hotel maid because she was constantly finding traces of meth in the bathrooms she cleaned. While on assignment for this story, TIME's writer and photographer watched from the lobby of their motel as a notorious Billings crank dealer, facing state charges at the time, received a steady stream...
...finally made it to an upright position. I ran as fast as I could around to the front of the motel. I saw a car with people in it and screamed at them to help me, but they sped away. I ran into the motel office and got the night guard. As we ran back to my mother, I screamed at the guard to run faster and yelled "Mom! I got help! We're coming...
...detectives had a reason. Within an hour after the attack, the police had closed in on the man in a parking lot across the street from our motel. Surrounded by the police, he shot himself dead. In addition to the man's identification, numerous photographs of me were found in his car which led the police to believe that the attacker knew me. That night the detectives told my parents what had happened. My father identified our attacker as my former tennis coach, disguised as a stranger. I had stopped training with him four months earlier when my parents...