James PATTERSON
“Why?” she asked when she got to speak to Carter directly.
“He’s sensitive about the young women. And we still get to run most of the piece.”
In her notebook, Ward wrote down the rest of what Carter had said: “I believe him,” he told her. “I’m Canadian.”
But the piece that came out, in the March issue, still created a sensation. It was called “The Talented Mr. Epstein” in a sly refer- ence to Patricia Highsmith’s celebrated suspense novel The Tal- ented Mr. Ripley. The film adaptation, by Anthony Minghella, was still fresh in the minds of Vanity Fair’s readers. For Graydon Carter, just posing the question Is Epstein some sort of scam artist, like Ripley? had been question enough. And throughout the wouldn't miss as they drew
their own conclusions about Epstein’s life story. It came through
clearly in the first line of the last paragraph of Ward's 7,500-word “Many people comment there is something innocent,
piece, there were ironies readers
story: almost childlike about Jeffrey Epstein.” In context, the word innocent was rather ironic—so much so
that it almost became its own opposite.
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