The Missing Intern & The Congressman: The Vanishing — Ep. 1 | MK Confidential

And the biggest missing person story in America is about to have its biggest day.

“Important new questions in the case of Shondra Levy.”

Missing intern Shondra Levy's a 24-year-old woman disappeared without a trace. Will Shondra Levy ever be found? It has been the story all summer, a young woman who vanished in the nation's capital and the married congressman whose name keeps turning up alongside hers. It has run at the top of the newscasts and across the front pages of newspapers for months.

DC police detectives and FBI agents out tonight looking for more clues in this most unusual missing person's case. And this is the morning. It comes to a head. Across the country at this moment in California, Bob and Susan Levy are packing for a flight to

“Chicago, where they are booked to tell their daughter story on Oprah and then they will fly to New York”

for the today show. The congressman's son, Chad Condett, is preparing to defend his father on the view in New York City. For four months, the country has asked two questions non-stop about a 24-year-old intern named Shondra Levy. Where is she? And was a sitting congressman, Erie Condett, involved in her disappearance. The parallels with the crimson affair about striking and obvious although this time because of Shondra's disappearance much, much more serious. The police investigation

is stored until Shondra is found either dead or alive until then this country remains in the Griffa speculation. Today on live television, both sides are set to make their case. At 846 AM Eastern Time, American Airlines Flight 11 hits the North Tower of the World Trade Center. Yes, it's September 11th. This just in you are looking at obviously a very disturbing life shot there. That is the World Trade Center and we have unconfirmed reports this morning

that a plane has crashed into one of the towers. There is a major incident in Lower Manhattan. We just got a report in that there's been some sort of explosion at the World Trade Center

in New York City. The interviews never happened. Within minutes, the satellite trucks that have

encamped outside the Levy's home all summer start their engines and pull away. And by the end

“of the day, the story that consumed America is gone vanished. What happened to Shondra?”

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we must go back to Shondra Levy's final months in Washington. At 24, Shondra Levy is nearly finished with what she came to Washington D.C. to do. The five foot four 110-pound brunette grew up in Modesto, California, in farm country, with a ranch house and a pool up back where her mother kept horses. Her father Bob is an oncologist known for taking difficult cases enough so that some patients call him last chance Bob. Her mother Susan is an artist, a painter,

and quick with a big laugh. She was shy, she really liked being at home. Shondra is their first child

and her father's princess. He has called her Ladybug since she was a little girl at summer camp. Shondra, as early as he had strong, we were on trips sometimes. He just walked away from us because she wanted to be associated with her parents and kid brother. She keeps four birds and names them

of all is a badge. In high school, Shondra joins the police explorers, the program for teenagers who

“think they might want to work in law enforcement. Shondra's mother later recalled that early”

taste of police work in a documentary for investigation discovery. And high school, she actually got to work in the place department and she did parking tickets. She was very proud of the job and she was good at it. You felt like you're very content with the program for there. Oh yeah. Shondra studies criminal justice at San Francisco State and goes on to pursue a master's at USC. She wants a job with the FBI. Maybe the CIA. Despite her ambition, she stays close to her

family. They have a memories when we travel because that's when we were closest to the family. When we would drive from San Francisco back, they would say the whole star or trilogy by heart, the dialogue for all three movies. In the fall of 2000, Shondra takes an internship in Washington, D.C., at the Federal Bureau of Prisons, working in its public affairs office. It is not glamorous,

but it is a first step toward the Federal Career Shondra wants. She sublet's a studio apartment in

DuPont Circle, a neighborhood of rowhouses and coffee shops northwest of downtown. She's a long

“way from Modesto. In Washington, her life is quiet and repetitive. Metro to the Bureau,”

the gym after word, then home. She knows few people and the person she speaks with most is her mother. By the last week of April, 2001, Shondra has been working in Washington for eight months, and her internship is ending. Shondra is preparing to leave Washington. She cancels her health club membership and keeps the receipt. She emails her landlord about the lease. She starts to pack up her belongings. The plan is to fly home, graduate from USC and begin applying for the federal

career she has wanted since high school. On Sunday, April 29, Shondra leaves a message for her aunt, Linda Zamsky, back in California. The internship is over, she says. She will pack up over the next week or so and head home for a while. It's a routine message about a plan, everyone expects her to complete. It is one of the last times anyone hears Shondra's voice. The next day, April 30th, she works out at the Washington Sports Club. The people at that gym appear to be the last ones

to have seen Shondra alive. She was very upbeat and looking forward to going home. The morning of

Tuesday may first, 2001, is the last ordinary day of Shondra leaves life. She sits down her laptop,

set up on a makeshift desk in a hallway nook of her apartment. Investigators will later rebuild the morning, almost minute by minute. She signs on at 1027 AM and moves from site to site. The judge report, National Geographic, Amtrak, Southwest Airlines. At 1045 AM, she emails her mother a list of Southwest fares for the trip home. Six days out, she is still pricing the flight. At 1126, she hits the Washington Post Weather Page. It calls for fair skies and temperatures near 80.

At 1133, she opens a Washington Post Guide to Rock Creek Park. A minute later, she clicks a map of the park's hiking trails. At 1224 PM, she logs off. That is the last confirmed trace of Shondra leavey. She makes no more calls. She sends no more emails. She uses no credit card. On an ordinary Tuesday afternoon, she closes her laptop in her own apartment and seemingly steps off the face of the Earth. No one who knew her ever hears from her again. The last place on line Shondra looked up

in those final minutes at her laptop was Rock Creek Park. And to understand the rest of this story,

“you have to know the geography of this place. This is not a manicured city park or a narrow strip”

of green lush grass. It is 1,754 acres of real forest running straight up the middle of Washington DC. It is more than twice the size of Central Park in New York and one of the oldest natural urban parks in the country, reaching from the edge of downtown DC right up to the Maryland state line. It has bridal paths and a horse stable, picnic grows along the creek, and tucked into the trees the only planetarium in the national park system. It also has a long, steep, wooded ravines,

heavily used running paths and women do run there alone, but it also has isolated wooded trails

“where a runner can quickly find herself out of sight and entirely alone. Shondra's family and”

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cannot reach Shandra. Shandra calls home. She always calls home. Always. Now the phone rings

through to her voice mail again and again. We call her up and she asks her phone at a message to be seen. I kept calling, calling and she never answered. I got worried about it. He got very upset and he said that he felt something was wrong. Susan is normally the free spirit of the family. By the second week of silence, she has gone quiet. Back in the leavey ranch home, the phone becomes the center of everything. Every time it rings, they hope it's Shandra. The messages

the leavey's leave on their daughter's machine grow more blunt and more desperate as each day passes.

“Dammit Shandra, Bob says in one of them. Call me. Bob starts calling everywhere he can think of.”

He calls the Bureau of Prisons where she interned. He calls the FBI. Calls Washington hospitals. One after another asking whether a young woman matching his daughter's description has come in as an accident victim. Every call comes back the same. Nothing. No trace. The plan was for Shandra to be home by now. Days from graduating. To her family, that silence is not like Shandra at all. She's careful and responsible. The kind of

daughter who checks in, she would not skip the ceremony for the master's degree that she crossed the country to earn. She seemed that honors. She was top in her class. That would be exciting for her. It's not like her to not to call or be in touch. Maybe she ran off, had a schizophrenic episode or something like that. I mean, I'll think of all those things as a reason why she didn't turn up. On May 6th, Bob leavey calls the police in Washington and reports his daughter missing.

Ronald Monroe was an assistant chief with the DC police. At the time that Shandra leavey was reporters is missing. The number of missing persons in the district probably seeded 200 to 300 a month. When the parents called, we sent an officer to just check on the welfare of the person. A police officer goes to her DuPont Circle apartment for a welfare check. The door is locked. There's no sign of a break-in, no sign of a struggle, nothing violent at all. The building's

manager unlocks the door and the officer steps inside. The place looks like someone stopped packing in the middle of a move. Suitcases have packed, clothes, still hanging in the closet, dishes in the sink, a William Sonoma bag on the kitchen counter with a load of dirty laundry inside it, jeans and socks. Her jewelry is still out, earrings and an ankle bracelet and an necklace with a pendant. On the answering machine, 25 messages, most from her parents. And then there is the

most telling sign of all. Her purse, inside that her wallet, her credit cards, her driver's license,

What 24-year-old leaves home without any of it for weeks at a time? Nor does any of this seem like

“Sandra. What troubles the detectives most is not what is missing from the apartment. It is what still”

remains. She has no history of this and based on the fact that we went to her apartment to check on her welfare. We found all her identification in their driver's license, credit cards, checkbook, jewelry, cell phones, anything at a normal person would take out what from when you go out on the street. All that was in the apartments. Brad Garrett, a veteran FBI agent, who works the Sandra Levy case. Her driver's license, her credit cards, her cell phone,

and her cell phone were still in the apartment. That's baffling to me and others because the whole

idea is, when you're going to leave, you're least going to take an ID. There are only two things

missing. Her keys and a ring. Her keys and a gold pinky ring with her initials CL that her parents had designed and given her. Wherever Sandra went that afternoon, she went with almost nothing. The apartment does not tell detectives whether she left voluntarily or something happened to her. Detective Jim Trainam spent years working homicides in Washington. This she just dropped off the face of the Earth voluntarily. Is she missing under suspicious circumstances? What's still alive?

“Could she have been the victim of foul clay? All of these are possibilities that you have to”

explore. In the nation's capital, Sandra is one missing name among a few hundred that month. In Modesto, she is the only one. Peace went to room and found everything there. Nothing. They didn't find her anywhere. We searched the area immediately around her due concertal apartment. We searched the alleys, the dumpsters, hoping we would find something that was connected to her. We expanded the search through vacant properties in the city. Most of the missing cases in DC by the police

department's own count are teenagers who run away on their own in our back within a few days or weeks. Many of those kids are from the neighborhoods east of Rock Creek Park and across the Anacostia where much of the city's violence plays out in the streets. Shandra is none of that. A 24-year-old woman who calls home like clockwork, gone without a trace from a quiet block in northwest DC. In the days after her parents report Shandra missing, they stopped waiting for answers

and began searching for clues themselves. They already pay their daughter cell phone bills every month, so they open the latest bills and read them line by line, looking for anyone she might be with. Most of the numbers are ones they would expect, a few Washington numbers repeat,

ones they do not recognize. Susan Levy starts dialing them. The first rings through to an answering

machine playing soft background music and no name or voice recording. She dials the next. This one is not a friend or a boyfriend or a landlord. A recording tells her, she has reached the office of Democrat Congressman Gary Condett. Susan recognizes the name immediately. I saw this number that was being called many, many, many times. I decided to call that number and it turned out to be Gary Condett. Gary Condett is the Levy's own Modesto Congressman.

53 years old, married more than 30 years, one of the most recognizable politicians in

“their part of California. Delments from California's recognized for two minutes?”

It is thanks for men's cost to the committee and to the taxpayers of this country, and they're confused why we can't work together. And his number is one that keeps turning up on their daughter's phone bills. Bob Levy decides to call him directly. The family finds a home number and Condett answers. Bob's voice shakes. He can barely get the words out. He tells the Congressman that he is Shandra Levy's father. That his daughter is an intern in Washington, D.C.

That his number is all over her phone bills. And that she is missing. Can he help? By the family's account, Condett is pleasant but offers nothing. He says he knows Shandra that she's a lovely person and that he has no idea where she is. The Levy's do not believe him. They tell the D.C. police about the Congressman and about the calls. By now, the police have taken Shandra's things, including her answering machine. Among the messages are two from a man.

On May 3rd, days after she was last heard from, before Shandra had been reported to police.

So, it gave me a call. Give me a rundown on kind of what this schedule is.

“Thanks for letting me with the minute day. I think he hasn't heard from it. Anyway, give me a call.”

The voice belongs to Gary Condett, the Congressman who had just played down

how well he knew Shandra to her father, Bob Levy. Ronald Monroe was an assistant chief of

“D.C. police at the time. It was a little bit unusual to us. He had indicated. He barely”

knew her. He just knew her and passed. Two messages in his own voice left days after she vanished,

asking Shandra Levy for her schedule and a call back. It is the first clear contradiction in the case.

I kind of felt maybe he might be covering his tracks. He just seemed to be concerned about himself. In the first week of May 2001, this is still officially a missing person's case. A young woman who closed her laptop left her wallet on the table and did not come home. There is no body, there is no crime scene. There's no witness, no ransom note, no proof that anything criminal has happened at all. But her parents have found a curious connection. Their own Congressman's private

numbers over and over on their daughter's phone bills. They have heard his voice on her answering machine and they have heard him tell them directly that he knows nothing. Gary Conditt's name is not in the news yet. That is about to change. I'm Megan Kelly and next time on MK confidential,

“the secret Shandra kept the other women who come forward and 67 days of deceit from a congressman”

with everything to lose.