I sat back, trying to assess where Ricardo was going with this. Was he trying to out me? Extort me? “Is there something wrong?” “Yes!” Ricardo smacked the paper. “What’s wrong is that this was supposed to be me, Javi. I was supposed to have a column like this. This was supposed to be written by someone who cares. Someone who really wants to be a representative for our community. Someone who wants to lead. Not a poser looking for fucking clout.”
