I thought last week’s scoop was the hardest I would ever have to write.
Stupid me.
Until last night, I had never sat behind a plexiglass wall with a camera monitoring my every move. I had never leaned back to bump solid bars with the back of my head.
The perfect holes in the bulletproof wall dividing us from the driver lined up in five rows and five columns like a Connect Four game, only it would hav…
