Friday. Senator Dixon's Home. Annapolis, Maryland.
AFTER LUNCH, KELSEY GAVE up trying to hide her device usage. She'd set up her tablet and keyboard the moment Robert disappeared back upstairs.
The agenda for the rest of the day was telling.
There were a few event services between the lobbyist meetings that all proved to be as above board as she could tell. It was the lobbyist meetings that were truly telling.
She found a marked difference between those meetings and the ones from yesterday. The people who'd visited the office had been well-respected, save for Oliver. His presence was still a puzzle they hadn't figured out yet.
Today it was like a who's who of questionable practices.
Was this why Dixon had moved them from the office to his home? Fewer eyes to document who he spoke with?