JAMES PATTERSON my underwear off: I told him no. And he still paid me the same amount. And that was that. | went home. D: So, in other words, he— , V: Finished with himself and that was it. Yeah, he ejaculated. Specifically. D: That was the first time you went there? Vv: Mm-hmm. D: And—!I know, take a deep breath, I know, | can see it in your eyes already. From then on, you went there multiple times? V: [had problems with it. [With] what happened the first time. But three hundred dollars for forty minutes—that was a lot for a sixteen-year-old girl making six bucks an hour. D: So you're saying youre sure you were sixteen now? Vy: Um, 1 don’t want to say I'm sure of my age. I was under seven- teen, one hundred percent. D: Okay. Um, when you— the first time you went, when he masturbated, did you see? V: [giggles] D: His member? Vy: Oh, 1 thought you were going to ask me if I saw, like, his come. D: No. V: I saw all of the above. D: You saw him naked, fully naked? Fully naked? Vy: Yeah, a hundred percent naked. He had a towel on for some of it, but that doesn’t mean anything. Like, he was naked. D: He took off the towel? V: Lsaw everything, yeah. i I mean, I'm sorry, cised, a hundred a has some sort of bi | it is [giggles]; I've n ; done anything wh: it—out of the who | his penis. Like, he- but I’ve never ever | or “I’m gonna do tk I don’t know—do 5 ’'m just really emb : drop of water. It’s r ; top, where it’s attac . Like, I just could te i” can obviously t

3RSON you met him, and then I’ll— ale friend] worked at Hollister »n mall, and 1 was mentioning 'y to go to Maine.. I wanted to and 1 couldn't afford a plane Il, you can get a plane ticket in ‘ou talking about?” Like, what + sense to me, a plane ticket in g about? And she goes, “Oh, we and, um, he'll pay two hundred utes or an hour.” And thats all thing. girls, so | looked cute, did my that it was what it was. I wasnt 1e was gonna pay me two hun- _—I, I don’t know, like, I don't eh my head. | absolutely don't vy mind was thinking, oh, well, was also thinking, you know, at ing crazy? Like, this guys not t doing anything, not letting him now? So I didn’t know what to he does something that I have a 2? 0? of his, like, slaves that he has live claves.” like, one of the girls that 38 Fittyy Ricu he bought to, like, have sex with him. Um, I was introduced to one of them probably, like...Sarah. I was introduced to Sarah. Um, that’s his assistant, I think. I think they have sex, but I don’t know. Um, I was introduced to his assistant Sarah, and she’s the one who told me that he would be ready in a second. And from there I met various other girls. I don’t really—lI didn’t pay attention to who they were, though.... SO...we were waiting on the couch in the bathroom, and, um, Jeffrey comes up, and he’s like, “Hey, I’m—1’m Jeffrey.” He just introduced himself, and he hands—I remember this ‘cause I was pissed off that she got paid to bring me. Like, | was pissed off. He hands h

D: Well, ah, start from, like, how yo JAMES PATTERSON u met him, and then ru— (ll take you through. - Okay. Um, we [Alison and a female friend] worked at Hollister together in the Wellington Green mall,.and I was mentioning y to go to Maine.. | wanted to go camping for the summer, and | couldn't afford a plane ticket. And—she goes, “Oh, well, you can get a plane ticket in ” 1 said, “What are you talking about?” Like, what are you—that didn't make any sense to me, 4 plane ticket in two hours, what are you talking about? And she goes, “Oh, we can go give this guy a massage, and, um, he'll pay two hundred 5 or an hour.” And that’s all dollars for, like, forty-five minute she told me—no details, no nothing. to her how I wanted extra mone two hours. She said that he wanted cute girls, so | looked cute, did my best. I didn't —1 didn't think that it was what it was. I wasnt naive enough to think that he was gonna pay me two hun- for nothing—l, I don't know, like, I dont my head. | absolutely don't d was thinking, oh, well, thinking, you know, at y? Like, this guy's nol not letting him dred dollars just know what was going through know, And I—the back of my min +t could be legitimate, but I was also the same time, is she fucking craz gonna pay you money for not doing anything, cop a feel or nothing. You know? So I didn’t know what to think, I was like, “Oh.. if he does something that I have a problem with, then I'll leave.” D: Who were you introduced to? Vv: One of hi

ERSON sks. ‘n replies. “He said that a very yer?” young. Fourteen, fifteen years nent, makes a few scratches in . what we can do with that for . sing journalist will put enough f the picture. Sooner or later, it. Maybe a cop's girlfriend gets rfriend mentions it to her hus- ylfing buddy in turn. Maybe the off the rez, blitzed off those mar- h Grill. s talk. At that point, Chief Reit- der—with Epstein on one side, chief taking flak from all sides. -Reiter’s investigation, the press eep it that way. : pieces of the puzzle keep falling 36 FirtHy Ricw On September 11, a young woman named Alison gets pulled over by the police.* She’s carrying a small amount of marijuana. The patrol officer handcuffs her and puts her in the back of his vehicle. But Alison’s been in the back of a police car before, and she’s cocky and canny enough to pivot the conversation away from the dime bag she’s been busted with. She tells the officer a remarkable story about an older man engaging in sexual activi- ties with high school girls. Alison knows about it firsthand, she says. She’s been going to the house on El Brillo Way since she was sixteen. At first the cop’s skeptical. He hasn’t heard about the investi- gation into Jeffrey Epstein’s affairs. And, after all, Alison is a burnout. But back at the station, he finds out that Alison has not been bullshitting him. The investigation is real. Alison's name and cell phone number match up with messages that have been pulled from Epstein’s tra

James PATTERSON “Where, exactly?” a producer asks. “He didn't say, exactly,” an intern replies. “He said that a very rich man was involved.” “Who?” “Didn't say.” “Did he leave a call-back number?” “No. The kid sounded really young. Fo old.” The producer thinks for his dog-eared notepad. “Okay,” he says. “Pm not sure what we can the moment.” At some point, some enterprising journalist will put enough f the picture. Sooner OF later, aybe a cop's girlfriend gets nd mentions it to her hus- buddy in turn. Maybe the urteen, fifteen years a moment, makes a few scratches in pieces together to get a sense O someone will talk. Maybe a parent. M giddy at lunch. The girlfriend's girlfrie band, who says something to a golfing golfing buddy knows a reporter. Or maybe some lawyer goes off the rez, at the Palm Beach Grill. alk. At that point, Chief Reit- blitzed off those mar- tinis they serve Sgoner or later, there’s always t er’s job will get much, much harder — with Epstein on one side, the press on the other, and the chief taking flak from all sides. But right now, two months into Reiter’s investigation, the press is still speaking 10 whispers. Right now, Reiter wants to keep it that way- And, in the meantime, new into place. do with that for - pieces of the puzzle keep falling - On September 11, over by the police. : The patrol officer | | vehicle. But Alison she’s cocky and c: from the dime bag | remarkable story a ties with high sch: says. She's been gi was

ERSON lea other victims had to be t Epstein’s neighbor reported: o find them as quickly as pos- | ‘Palm Beach, more girls were ise on El Brillo Way. CHAPTER. I2 Alison: September 11, 2005 t might start with the Palm Beach Daily News, which usually covers charity balls, equestrian events, and gallery openings. Reporters there would kill to sink their teeth into something 4q so juicy. On top of that, Chief Reiter knows, Palm Beach is full of freelance paparazzi and seasoned semiretired journalists. q " They'd kill for the story, too. For them, it'd be a real-life Body qs Heat. 3 a Over at WPTV, the local NBC affiliate, the phone rings ’ ts one day. : It's a tip from a kid, sounding nervous. Something about girls froma local high school. i ye | There's a prostitution ring out in Palm Beach, says the boy. 4 i q The tip gets brought up in a midmorning meeting at which | the producers divvy up ideas among the various reporters and newscasts. 35 34 HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_009090

James PATTERSON a— other victims had to be s neighbor reported: m as quickly as pos- And—Reiter can’t shake the ide out there. That lined up with what Epstein e were many girls. He needed to find the Ce ge pe et ee ee ee warts - 5 a al ther sible. It was a race against time. As long as Epstein was free in Palm Beach, arrive at the side of the house on El Brillo Way. more girls were 4 sure to i Alison: September 11 | t might start with th ba covers charity balls, Reporters there woul so juicy. On top of that, ¢ freelance paparazzi and : They'd kill for the stc Heat. Over at WPTV, the one day. It's a tip from a kid, s« from a local high school. , There’s a prostitution > The tip gets brought _ the Producers divvy up 'hewscasts. HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_009089

Fittuy RicH ERSON tice. 1 nineteen-year-old beauty who lived at Epstein’s home and was out complaints they'd gotten | described, by another girl, in a recorded interview with Detec- en hanging around at the end . tive Recarey, as one of Epstein’s “like, slaves.” g at all hours from Epstein’s | to that,” Reiter said in a depo- uit, brought by a victim, that | In September, several months into the investigation, Epstein we may have encountered one , calls Reiter directly and asks: Has Palm Beach bought the fire- ne a little bit of surveillance or | arms simulator yet? , r or not they had seen that. I Cautiously, Reiter tells him that they’re still doing research. rstanding that, yes, there were ; If the department needs more funds, Epstein says, he'll be -oming and going from Mr. . happy to provide them. . Reiter thanks him graciously and hangs up. But he’s certain + inquiry, and we were of the : now that Epstein knows about the investigation. Thinking about nd [we] were also of the belief Epstein’s crimes in Palm Beach makes him shudder. And, Reiter sere could be prostitution. But | knows, if the charges are true, things are going to get ugly and g that we heavily pursued — public. »5: it's common everywhere in Cops like Reiter are family men, fathers. Some see so much hey were underage at that point, : ; that they’re no longer surprised by the ways of the world. Still, it in it? { q helps to hold on to a natural capacity for outrage. Thefts are easy aplaints on the day Epst

ss 2 ‘ ee a! pe ore James PATTERSON > oop Something an old cop would notice. nineteen-year-old bez Reiter’s officers had told him about compl a few months earlier — young women hanging of the block or coming and going at all hour house. “There was some follow-up to that,” Reiter said in a depo- a victim, that h sition for B.B. vs- Epstein, a civil suit, brought by “| think we may have encountered one Jeffrey eventually settled. or two of them. [We] may have done a little bit of surveillance Or arms simulator yet? aints they'd gotten , described, by anothe around at the end : tive Recarey, as one 0: s from Epstein’s In September, sever ee ee eS calls Reiter directly < talked to neighbors as to whether or not they had seen that. I Cautiously, Reiter think we were of the general understanding that, yes, there were } If the departmen men coming and going from Mr. { happy to provide ther very attractive young W° Reiter thanks hir Epstein’s residence. “We did some level of further inquiry, and we were of the 4 now that Epstein knc belief that they were all adults. And [we] were also of the belief q Epstein’s crimes in P that there was a possibility that there could be prostitution. But | ! { knows, if the charge mean that’s just not something that we heavily pursued— a public. prostitution in private residences; it's common everywhere in . Cops like Reiter America. We didn't believe that they were underage at that point, = : that they’re no longe: and so we had n

iRSON er arrive at Mount Trashmore. tion, St. Pierre thinks about a wonder to him that Ameri- ‘e say these kids have done. ome of them just don’t know tt, han they have. things. They don’t know any . house make one thing clear. g. ” St. Pierre tells the cop. rp look, and St. Pierre nods. his time. 1ere tomorrow?” yatient again. In his hand he’s yel St. Pierre has pulled from ime is on it. Mary’s name is on it to Chief Reiter’s office. ierre tells him. “Tomorrow, the 22 CHAPTER II Michael Reiter: September 2005 here’s a sense in which the Palm Beach PD functions asa foundation. From time to time, one of the town’s wealthy residents will walk in with a check followed by an inquiry. How much more would the police force need to make this remarkably safe community feel even safer? A tax write-off? Sure. But why not? Coming from most, it’s a genuine gesture. One of appreciation for all they have and for all the department's efforts to guard it. Donations are accepted gra- ciously, gratefully. In 2004, the department had taken one from Jeffrey Epstein—the second donation he’d made to the Palm Beach PD —for ninety thousand dollars. Generous, even by the generous standards of Palm Beach. The donation, which Epstein delivered personally, was earmarked for a firearms training sim- ulator. But that day Michael Reiter had thou ght something seemed off about Epstein. 3] HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_009086

SS JAMES PATTERSON Jeffrey Epstein'’s garbage will never arrive at Mount Trashmore. Pierre thinks about As he drives to the police station, St. hat he’s been told. It’s a wonder to him that Ameri- d do what the police say these kids have done. e rich, after all. Some of them just don’t know it, Epstein and w can kids woul American kids at he guesses. Americans always want more than they have. dren do stupid things. They do Then again, chil better. And St. Pierre’s trips to the house make one t These girls are young. Really young. “I hope you can stop this man,” St. Pierre tells the cop. The detective shoots him a sharp look, and St. Pierre nods. “Please,” he says, more softly this time. “Can we count on seeing you here tomorrow?” y, impatient again. In his hand he’s t Noel St. Pierre has pulled from s name is on it. Mary's name is on n't know any hing clear. The detective looks ants holding a scrap of paper tha <p at ie a ee pang al Michael Reiter: Sep here’s a sense Ir foundation. Fro Epstein trash. Wendy Dobbs’ : it as well. a residents will w The detective can’t wait to get it to Chief Reiter's office. 2 ‘a How much more wot a remarkably safe comm “As long as it takes, sir.” St. Pierre tells him. “Tomorrow, the next day. Whenever you need me.” uy ‘tee ey A tax write-off? Su genuine gesture. One 0 the department's effort ciously, gratefully. In 2 Jeffrey Epstein—the : Beach PD—for ninety | generous standards of 4 delivered personally, w . ulator.

RSON he'd heard about in church. those kids looked. The way women. They were like zom- And now, in America, Noel’s ids. him, at least. {Il strong at fifty, and lucky alm Beach, he gets in to work white compactor truck clean, e runs hot and cold with the with much less to do, he’s on shift that would break a lesser | gets even harder. The Estate _ of the parties have hundreds ntains of refuse. That garbage ty when requested. It's carried ier the porte cocheres. Then it to a landfill that the garbage- ‘tion runs from the Everglades he island. It encompasses Ban- Nay, and El Brillo Way. His per- far as the Palm Beach PD Is or the job. h pull” —a legal way to collect > evidence culled from Jeffrey police call him, Noel St. Pierre fugee boat has run aground on Fittuy RicH the beach. A sad thing, but something that does happen from time to time. His homeland, Haiti, is desperately poor. Run by despots who line their pockets while everyday people suffer. Many of the refugees are illiterate. Most of them speak only Creole. “Eske ou ka ede nou, souple,” they ask. “Can you help us, please?” The cops always need a translator, and Noel’s been asked to help out before. But this time the police officer’s voice is raspy, impatient. “This time is different,” the officer says. “Something very special. You don’t have to accept. But if you do, you'll have to keep things to yourself, completely.” When he hears what the story is, Noel accepts. “TIl do it,” he says immediately.

JAMES PATTERSON they were nothing like the demons he’d heard about in church. Noel had never forgotten the way those kids looked. The way they'd turned into old men and old women. They were like zom- bies trapped in children’s bodies. And now, in America, Noel's been given a chance to help other kids. That’s what the police have told him, at least. Noel is a sanitation worker. Still strong at fifty, and lucky enough to have found his way to Palm Beach, he gets in to work else and keeps his white compactor truck clean, before anyone His pickup route runs hot and cold with the almost glistening. seasons. But even in the summer, with much less to do, he’s on the job early, braced for a six-hour shift that would break a lesser ck. In the winter, the job gets even harder. The Estate busy. Some of the parties have hundreds man’s ba Section gets especially of guests. They leave behind mountains of refuse. That garbage gets picked up daily, or twice a day when requested. It’s carried ~ by workers who slip, silently, under the porte cocheres. Then it gets whisked twenty miles away to a landfill that the garbage- men call Mount Trashmore. Noel’s stretch of the Estate Section runs from the Everglades Club to the southernmost tip of the island. It encompasses Ban- yan Road, Jungle Road, El Bravo Way, and El Brillo Way. His pert- formance record is spotless. As far as the Palm Beach PD is concerned, he’s the perfect man for the job. Chief Reiter’s authorized a “trash pull’ —a l

RSON ying to his house tomorrow o set something up for you. 9 k to him tomorrow morning id?” omorrow, and then [ll bring » him about it.” agan. But she needs more. She 00 expectantly, she hopes. She or the girl. Or maybe she can't ary seems to have gotten the iair, she begins to press Wendy. response. “I don't know. You're t. [mean, I don’t really work for mand they work for him. ... You 533 9 make more money? yu get paid,” Wendy says finally. or you? So that we can get paid saying. I’m working tomorrow, a schedule together for you and row when I leave Jeffrey with a r0ne. So if you guys call me, I'd ld get the phone.” age. That's fine. I'll leave you 4 wie CHAPTER I10 Noel St. Pierre: March 2005 oel St. Pierre* thinks of the kids he grew up with in Haiti. His old neighborhood was pressed up against the jungle border that Haiti shares with the Dominican Republic, and some of the kids he knew would slip over. Those kids would stay in the DR for a few days, sometimes weeks. Some of them never returned. But the ones who did come back wouldn't say too much about it. Most of them didn’t talk much at all. By the time he was ten, Noel had learned the truth about those kids. He’d learned that they'd ended up working as prostitutes. This was how Noel St. Pierre had learned about evil. There really were devils out in the world. Flesh-and-blood devils, and ee * Noel St. Pierre is a composite character. 27 HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_009082

| | | James PATTERSON “Nothing,” says Mary. «t talked to Jeffrey, and I'm going to his house tomorrow morning, says Wendy. “I’m going to set something up for you.” “Cool. Like, what do you think?” “1 don’t know. I’m going to talk to him tomorrow morning when I go to his house about it.” “Um, how much would | get paid?” “Talk to him. I'll talk to him tomorrow, and then [ll bring you in the next day. You can talk to him about it.” So far, so good, thinks Officer Pagan. But she needs more. She looks at Mary expectantly, but not too expectantly, she hopes. She can imagine how hard it must be for the girl. Or maybe she cant imagine it at all. But either way, Mary seems [Oo have gotten the message. Straightening up in her chair, she begins to press Wendy. “| don’t know,” Wendy says In response. “t don't know. Youre going to have to talk to him about it. I mean, | don't really work tor him like that. I just bring girls to him and they work for him... . You can ask him, like, ‘What can 1 do to make more money?’” Mary keeps pressing. | “The more you do, the more you get paid,” Wendy says finally. “want me to bring my sister for you? So that we can get paid. more or something?” “Well, yeah. That’s what [’m saying. I’m working tomorrow, and me and him are going to put a schedule together for you and your sister. SO I'll call you tomorrow when 1 leave Jeffrey with a schedule.” “Okay, well, I dont have a phone. So if you guys call me, I'd have to know what time so I could ge

CHAPTER 9 ther believe their girl. Officer arents. Ergo, Mary must be tell- got a sweet, high, halting voice. soth times, she speaks with her “What happened?” in writes: While speaking to me, cry. ye into the room,” Mary says. tis waist. He took off the towel. he lay down on a massage table. it his wee-wee was very tiny.” n spoke only to give her instruc: ice. She tells Pagan that she was lo. FirtHy Ricu She removed her pants, leaving her thong panties on, Pagan writes in her incident report. She straddled his back, whereby her exposed buttocks were touching Epstein’s exposed buttocks. Epstein then turned to his side and started to rub his penis in an up-and-down motion. Epstein pulled out a purple vibrator and began to massage Mary’s vaginal area. Mary’s sure that Epstein ejaculated. “He used a towel to wipe himself down as he got off the table,” she says. That week, Pagan’s assigned to the case, along with six detec- tives. Five men, two women. “A predator case,” one of them will say. “This is different from someone who is stealing. This preda- tor is a smart person, and that’s his desire. He can’t stop.” Within days, another victim comes into the station. She’s got a similar story. It’s a tricky case, according to a source closely involved with the investigation, because the girls involved are far too young to use as bait in an attempt to catch Epstein committing another crime— even if they were willing to play along. Still, there are other strings that

CHAPTER 9 Mary: March 2005 ther and stepmother believe their girl. Officer ary’s fa ‘ Mary must be tell- Pagan believes Mary's parents. Ergo, , , ing the truth. The girl's got a sweet, high, halting voice. Pagan interviews her twice, and both times, she speaks with her chin buried deep in her chest. “Tell me, honey,” says Pagan. “What happened? In her notepad, Michele Pagan writes: While speaking to me, Mary became upset and started to cry. “This white-haired guy came into the room,” Mary says. “Wearing only a towel around his waist. He took off the towel. And then he was all naked, and he lay down ona minsaaer _ “He was a really built guy. But his wee-wee was very ii Mary tells Pagan that Epstein spoke only to give her instruc- tions, which he did in a stern voice. She tells Pagan that she was alone and didn’t know what to do. 24 he *; ° = ~~ 7 = She removed her par writes in her incident re; She straddled his ba touching Epstein’s exposec Epstein then turned tc up-and-down motion. Eps to massage Mary’s vagina Mary’s sure that Epst himself down as he got c That week, Pagan’s as tives. Five men, two won say. “This is different fro tor is a Smart person, anc Within days, another a similar story. It’s a tricky case, accordii investigation, because thi as bait in an attempt to cat even if they were willin strings that Chief Reiter’s Two weeks later, on a controlled call to Wend: The first attempt goes The next time Mary c: On the recordings m tiny and tentative,

FittuHy RicH Otficer Pagan’s starting to feel as though she’s swimming in uncharted waters. She’s young, and the cases she’s worked before this have been minor. Robberies, that sort of thing. Pagan’s not used to the Gold Coast. She was educated in New York City, and, to her, the less affluent towns further in from the Coast might as well be somewhere in Georgia. Then again, she knows enough to Se Adar cake Sane Meee know that in the back of the station, detectives are already CHAPTER 8 | whispering. 3 What’s a guy with that kind of money need with some girl from out west? The women around here could make a man cry. Extortion? The kid’s fourteen. What would she know from extortion? Have you seen the shows these kids watch? They know about things we've never dreamed about. No, Pagan thinks. This is her case. a police officer Michele Pagan She’s the one who’s going to work it. fary’s stepmother. ’m going to have to ask you to ~— PO ot a coal 5s eh pagal ig more until | speak with my it Pd urge you to come in. Let us r the rest of the day. We're on does most of the talking. says. “At school. A fight between .ase understand, our Mary's not | B 22 HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_009078

Officer Pagan’s startin uncharted waters. She’s yc this have been minor. Ro used to the Gold Coast. SI to her, the less affluent tor well be somewhere in Gec know that in the back | CHAPTER 8 | , + whispering. What’s a guy with that I a ett ‘ es oe rte out west? The women arour Extortion? { The kid’s fourteen. Wha Have you seen the sho Michele Pagan: March 2005 things we've never dreamed No, Pagan thinks. This She's the one who's goi » March 15, Palm Beach police officer Michele Pagan takes the first call from Mary's stepmother. “Ma'am.” she says, “I'm going to have to ask you to come down to the station.” “T don't want to Say anything more until I speak with my husband.” ; Be “Ma’am, I appreciate that. But 'd urge you to come in. Letus a | Gnd out what happened. Please.” j q 5 “Tl get back to you.” ’ be “Please, ma'am. I’m here for the rest of the day. We're on a South County Road.” a At the station, Mary’s father does most of the talking. : a “There was an incident,” he says. “At school. A fight between : erstand, our Marys not | rst ea *, =; Sat vy ee | wi , abe ” Mary and another girl. But please und like that.” 22 HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_009077

FittHy Ricw Still, a friend. “Nothing,” says Mary. “You got your period?” “Shut the fuck up,” Mary whispers. There have been rumors going around, she knows that. | Rumors started by a girl who has eyes for Joe. f “Whore,” her rival shouts in the hallway one day. CH AP % ER / | “Youre the whore,” Mary shouts back. Mary rushes the girl, who shoves back, grabbing at Mary’s hair, twisting and tugging. Someone yells, “Catfight!” By the time the bell rings for next period, Mary’s sitting in the principal's office. She shakes her head in reply to the questions, stays silent, = 7 rs et Ste ers feeling humiliated. Then, in her wallet, they find the three hundred dollars. netown is less than thirty min- Palm Beach. But in economic : Mary's too young and too small to be stripping. Besides, the bills igh school is run by the county. : are all twenties, not singles or fives. When they call Mary’s par- ck. Thirty percent are Hispanic, ents, her teachers suggest a more obvious explanation: Does school has a C rating, and lots Mary do drugs or deal them? unted lunches. Mary is one of Mary’s father knows better than that. “No,” he insists. A psy- 1, she’s working her way out of : chologist is called in. And then, Mary does start talking. r teachers think. A kid with a | : Once she does, she can’t stop. i It's a wild story. Highly disturbing. A mansion in Palm Beach. her meeting with Epstein. She a A powerful man. This is all far from the principal’s wheelhouse. sit. Still, other kid