She reported him to the FBI in 1996. They had the file the whole time.
Maria Farmer came to New York City with charcoal-stained fingers and a portfolio under her arm. She was from Paducah, Kentucky — the kind of small town where everyone knows your name, but nobody expects you to leave. By age 25, she had earned her master's degree from the New York Academy of Art. She was standing on the threshold of the life she'd drawn in her notebooks since childhood.
Then a wealthy financier walked into her graduate exhibition.
What happened next looked like luck. He collected art. He had connections. He hired her to work at his Manhattan townhouse — answering phones, cataloging pieces, advising on acquisitions. For a young artist trying to break into an impossible industry, it felt like fate.
It was a setup.
In the summer of 1996, while working at an estate in Ohio, Maria says she was sexually assaulted by .....
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