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nerly Kellen/ Fittuy Ricu 3) and husband, | lriver Brian Vickers, guests are like pygmies next to the nearby twice-life-size sculp- he red carpet at the 14I1st | . aie ‘the Kentucky Derby ture of a naked African warrior. 1 Downs in Louisville, The journalist had confirmed that several prominent names — land / Icon | a el Mort Zuckerman, the famous real estate mogul and publisher; VI | 4 Microsoft executive Nathan Myhrvold: and Donald Trump 4 among them—had dined at the residence. She'd interviewed att Gana iin 7 ie several of Epstein’s friends and ex-friends: Nobel Prize-winning gant e ea a i scientists, financiers who worked with Epstein at Bear Stearns. | (i She'd handled Steven Hoffenberg with aplomb. And, working with Vanity Fair's editors, she'd figured out ways to slip even more information between the lines, in ways that would allow readers to form their own questions about Epstein’s finances. In that respect, she'd fulfilled her original assignment perfectly. What Carter needed to figure out was what to do with the artist, her sister, and their mother’s story. But before he could swipe his key card to let himself into the magazine’s offices, Car- ter saw a man standing in the reception area. Michael and Janet Reiter at the Palm Beach Police Foundation Policemen's Ball at Mar-a-Lago, January 2012 (Debbie Schatz / Palm Beach Daily News / ZUMAPRESS.com) The man was motionless. He'd been waiting for Carter. It was Jeffrey Epstein. Nonplussed, Carter invited him into his office. r * Epstein denied the claims involving underage women. No crimi- nal charges had been filed. And so Vanity Fair decided not to _ include the claims in Ward’s article. But, according to Ward, ; when her editor Doug Stumpf called her, she cried. lice She'd worked so hard on the piece, gotten so stressed out that ri "one of her twins had begun to grow more slowly than the other. iaily On doctor’s orders; she’d been put on bed rest. HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_010494