Kelsey slowly closed the distance between them. Her smile never once faltered, but she did picture planting her fist in the guy's face.
"Senator Dixon wants to meet you," Robert announced.
"Oh. Okay." She set the files back down on her desk and picked up a notebook, just in case. "Should I bring anything?"
"No. Come on."
Robert turned and scurried toward the senator's office.
Kelsey followed at a slightly slower pace.
The man reminded her of a beetle, the way he hurried about with his head hunched all the time.
Did he know why this mysterious Skilton guy wanted the senator dead or whatever?
Robert glanced back. "Come on. Dixon has a meeting in forty-five minutes, which leaves a little bit of time in case he wants to address something with us. Do you have a pen? Good."
"A meeting?" Kelsey frowned and mentally brought up the agenda for the day. "There isn't another meeting until four."
"Personal meeting," Robert said without skipping a beat.