"I was gripping the wheel of a rental car somewhere off I-95 between Fort Lauderdale and Palm Beach while Virginia Giuffre rode shotgun, pounding digits on her iPhone, trying to coax an old employee of Jeffrey Epstein's to pick up."
"It was February 2020, and Giuffre had flown 22 hours from Australia to find a witness, an informant, a source - someone, anyone - who could prove she was telling the truth when she said she had been Epstein's sex slave, "passed around like a platter of fruit" to as many as three dozen of his friends, such as Prince Andrew."
I was gripping the wheel of a rental car off I-95 between Fort Lauderdale and Palm Beach while Virginia Giuffre rode shotgun, pounding digits on her iPhone to coax an old employee of Jeffrey Epstein's to pick up. Each call ended with a hang-up. Giuffre had flown 22 hours from Australia to find a witness or informant to prove she had been Epstein's sex slave, "passed around like a platter of fruit" to as many as three dozen friends, including Prince Andrew. Many Epstein associates were uncooperative or spoke only through lawyers. Juan Alessi opened his door, hugged Giuffre, and, after hesitating about recording, began to speak haltingly with the release of someone unburdening a secret that had curdled for decades.
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