An older man sits with a younger woman in a Washington, D.C., restaurant. The man looks respectable in his suit and tie. The woman is fresh and attractive. We soon discover, if we have not already guessed, that the two are lovers. And if the barely subdued panic in both their eyes has not led us to the next logical conclusion, the young woman soon states it plainly: she is pregnant. What sets this scene apart from its Jerry Springer-level ilk, however, is exactly what captured the nation's prurient attention back in 2001: he is a U.S. congressman, and she is an intern who is about to go missing.
Or are they? In Rob Handel
