DOES THE D.C. MADAM HAVE A SOFT SPOT FOR THE PRESS?

One of the numbers dialed out from Palfrey’s phone on the afternoon of Jan. 3, 2001 matches that of the Tribune national desk.

You know, if I were running a prostitution ring, I’d be sure that my little black book had the names and numbers of a lot of bigshot journalists, politicians, and law enforcement people even if they weren’t actual customers. Just as insurance. . . .