Epstein Driver’s Confession

Just hours before Ghislaine Maxwell, the alleged child sex trafficker and abuser in league with Jeffrey Epstein, was arrested by the FBI, a disturbing confession appeared on a popular image board that is oftentimes used as an outlet for whistleblowers and leakers due to its anonymity.

In the multi-post confession titled “Story time with a dead man,” an alleged professional driver and security guard meticulously described the inner-workings of not only Epstein”s sinister lifestyle, but other elites as well, including both politicians and well-known celebrities.

We have omitted some of the names and other information that appeared in the posts. If you would like to see the full, unredacted version, click here or here (Warning: may include some NSFW content).

Note: We are unable to verify whether or not any of the following claims are true. We are only providing this information since it relates to current events (i.e. Ghislaine Maxwell”s arrest). Also, some may find this content disturbing. Viewer discretion is advised.

I have been a professional driver/security guard for a circle of very wealthy people for almost 8 years. I started by working the door at a private gentlemen”s club outside of the DC area. From that job I was introduced to some employment managers for Jeffrey Epstein.

Because I had experience as both a cab driver and a bouncer, as well as always overlooking and keeping my mouth shut about the drugs and prostitution my employers at the club profited from they thought I”d be a good fit to work the weekends for Mr. Epstein.

At first, I didn”t do very much, definitely nothing important. I would run errands mostly, and do anything my manager (who reported directly to Mr. Epstein) wanted me to do. So say the gardener calls out sick one day, it would be me mowing the lawn in his place. I was sort of a floating general helper.

Inevitably I ran into Mr. Epstein now and then, and he was always very personable, enthusiastic. I had heard about his original court case and the rumors and everything, but just meeting this guy made me feel like it was all a lie because he seemed so kind, and genuine. I thought he really was just this hot shot money man, like a Bruce Wayne or Tony Stark kind of figure. And I think, ultimately, that”s how he wanted us all to see him. His god complex was, to say the least, very developed.

Eventually I was trusted with bigger jobs. I think I got a good reputation because I cleaned one of Mr. Epstein”s bedrooms one day. There was, to my dismay, a mixture of sht and cm on the bedsheets. I dealt with it professionally, and I didn”t say anything. I knew by then that someone is always watching. There are cameras in almost every single room save Mr. Epstein”s private office and regular bedroom (he had several bedrooms but one was his “favorite” I guess. His main room). I never mentioned it to anyone, but I still got a thank you from my manager for being discreet.

One day, I was asked to go pick up a masseuse. From a bus station. I didn”t ask her her age, I knew better, but she couldn”t have been older than 16. I got a really bad feeling in my stomach because at this point denying Mr. Epstein”s tastes would be borderline irrational. I did my job, though. I took her to his house and a few hours later I took her back to the bus stop. She was crying, and I didn”t talk to her about it.

A few weeks later, I did it again. Now my manager tells me that Mr. Epstein would like me to take over all of his various pick ups and drop offs. They called it “Cutie duty” (f*cking barf). But it was more than just girls, I would pick up drugs and other assorted packages, most of which I had no idea the contents but as far as I was concerned, the less I knew the better.

I was getting paid VERY well for the amount of work I was doing. In a given day I spend 3, maybe 4 hours doing anything that could be considered work, the rest of the time I either sat in my car browsing 4chan on my phone or inside pretending like I was rich and this was my house. For this I was being paid 75k/year, more than I”d ever even hoped to have made in my whole life. When I took over doing most of the driving it went up to 115. Every time my job became more illegal, the money would get better. That”s his tactic. He knows that people will do just about anything, for the right price.

I just want people to know I guess, call it a public confession because I”m guilty. I guess I don”t care that much because I”m gonna be dead. I”ve done things I can”t forgive myself for, and I think they”ll have me killed anyway. I”m going to do it on my terms.

Anyway, Mr. Epstein is very shrewd. He pays you a lot, but not enough for the sh*t you have to do. And he tries to find the absolute least amount he can pay to keep you doing it. For me, disgracefully, that was around 150k.

I stayed on “cutie duty” for about 4 months, then Mr. Epstein took a trip abroad and he loaned me out to another family, the R******. Now, keep in mind, I never met M**** R***** and I don”t think I even worked for him, I just worked for the family. I reported to an employment manager as usual.

I was tasked with driving a young man, named C*** around wherever he wanted. C*** was probably 22 and already his license had been suspended for drunk driving. He lived in a huge house out in the middle of nowhere outside Bolder, Colorado. Man, it was beautiful. If I could have stayed there forever I would have. I suspect it was a vacation “cabin” (mansion) owned by his parents, but I digress.

Every weekend we would drive into the city, he would get shtfaced drunk, find a woman or prostitute and I”d take us all back home. C** was a total piece of sh*t. If you remember “scumbag steve” just imagine if Steve”s parents were multi millionaires if not billionaires and you get the idea.