You get a job. You're hired to work for, arguably, depends on who you ask, one of the most powerful, but most mysterious men who seemingly has a lot of connections, and I mean connections.

I mean, his contact list on his phone has people such as Donald Trump, Prince Andrew, Bill Clinton.

Now, what he does for work and exactly how does he have so much money? No one really knows.

But as far as your job description goes,

pretty much be available at his beck and call. You're working behind the tall metal gates of his

sprawling Palm Beach Mansion, only one of his multiple lavish properties around the world.

This guy who hired you has been described as a Gatsby-like figure of mystery in New York.

You get a task assigned to you one day to deliver

flowers to your boss's girlfriend. Easy enough, shouldn't be a problem. So you get the bouquet of roses,

you grab the car keys, and head to your destination. But it isn't until you get there that you

realize your boss has sent you to a high school. To deliver a beautiful bouquet of roses to his 14-year-old

girlfriend, she had to be called out of class to come and receive the bouquet because she wasn't

only young. She was a child. Your boss? He was 48 years old at the time. Welcome to episode three

of I Wish You Were Here. Today we're talking about Jeffrey Epstein and the terrifying man that he is.

We're going to talk about everything that started with a massage table in a mansion and somehow

ended with a global web of power, secrets, and silence. And guys, you might want to go grab not only

something to drink, but probably a three-course meal because there's a good chance that we are going to be sitting here for a while. Thank you in advance for spending time with me

today. I have been so eager to talk about this one with you because I want to know all your thoughts

and opinions, but let's get into it. It was March of 2005 in Palm Beach, Florida, the kind of

wealthy ocean towns where secrets were meant to stay hidden, but one secret

was about to come out. A 14-year-old girl sat in her school counselor's office. She looked shaken,

maybe scared. She wasn't hurt, not physically, but there was something inside of her that made

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