We looked at needle exchange programs working in the shadows of the law by popping up in parking lots across the Valley.
We profiled grieving families who say our current drug policies let their sons and daughters fall through the cracks to their untimely deaths.
And then I received a haunting, anonymous voicemail out of the blue.
"Hi, Mr. McLaughlin...I listen to you every night. About the uh...pain pills... I've had seven back surgeries... ahh, my back is completely stoked up. You have completely-pert near- destroyed my life by taking those pills away from me...."