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Narrator (Leon Neyfak) (1:01)
Monica Lewinsky didn't know it, but her lunch meeting with Linda Tripp was never going to happen. Lewinsky was waiting for a trip at the food court inside a shopping mall In Pentagon City, Virginia, just outside Washington, D.C. it was a typical suburban mall, brightly lit, with a movie theater, a Macy's, and white tiles on the floor. Lewinsky had come from the gym. She was still in her exercise clothes, and she was reading a magazine while she waited for her friend. It was Friday, January 16, 1998. Lewinsky was 24 years old. About two years earlier, she'd become involved in a precarious relationship with the President of the United States. As Lewinsky later told her biographer, her relationship with Bill Clinton had come to overwhelm her life. She found it hard to think about anything else. Standing there at the Pentagon City Mall, Lewinsky looked up from her magazine and she saw Linda Tripp heading towards her on an escalator.
Renata Adler (1:55)
Suddenly she gestures. I mean, Linda Trump is coming down on the escalator and gestures towards some men behind her.
Narrator (Leon Neyfak) (2:02)
That's journalist Renata Adler. She wrote about Monica Lewinsky and what happened to her on this day in 1998 for Vanity Fair and the LA Times.
Renata Adler (2:10)
And suddenly these guys apprehend her and they keep saying that she's already in steep trouble with the law and it can only get more steep unless she does as they ask.
Narrator (Leon Neyfak) (2:20)
The two men who approached Lewinsky were wearing dark suits and carrying badges. They said they were with the F and that the Attorney General of the United States had authorized a criminal investigation into her actions. The FBI agents invited lewinsky to follow them to a room in a nearby ritz carlton hotel. Though they told lewinsky that she was not under arrest and was free to leave at any time, she agreed to go with them. Later, she said she went because she wanted to protect the president, that she was thinking, I have to fix this. As the scene in the food court unfolded, Linda tripp tried to give lewinsky a hug. Monica, this is for your own good, she said. Just listen to them. They did the same thing to me. But like so much of what tripp had said to lewinsky, that was a lie. While I was working on this show, I discovered that not everyone knows who Linda tripp is. Twenty years ago, trippe was a world famous supervillain. Her name was synonymous with treachery and manipulation. Tripp worked in the same office as Monica lewinsky for much of 1996 and 1997, and during that time, lewinsky spilled her guts to her colleague about the affair she was having with clinton. Eventually, tripp started recording her conversations with lewinsky. And then, after making fake lunch plans with her at the pentagon city mall, Trippe delivered her friend to the FBI. The agents led Lewinsky to the 10th floor of the Ritz Carlton and into room 1012. It was a standard unit, furnished with a dresser, a television set, a bed, and a chair. There, lewinsky met two men from the office of the independent counsel. One of them was a prosecutor named Bruce udolph.
