There hasn't been much in Darrell Wayne Condit's sad life to distinguish him. The Florida drifter's rap sheet is a pathetic recitation of offenses so mundane--drugs, robbery, auto theft, driving with a suspended license--they would barely have made the local news pages. And yet there he was last week on the front page of the New York Post, stringy haired and glassy eyed under a headline demanding: ASK HIM. How did he come to figure in the sensational case of the nation's most famous missing person? Was there any evidence that he had anything to do with the disappearance of Chandra...
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