Her campaign staff occupied the entirety of the inn's third floor. As the daylight ebbed against the rustic inn's windows, the halls were still abuzz with young staffers carrying drafts and making plans for the following day's rally. She walked through the hallway barely responding to the polite greetings she received. Her gentle nods caused the staffers to avert their gaze, most of them out of respect some of them out of fear.
They usually met in Elyse's room or in a conference room, but tonight Campbell had requested that they met in her room. It was not that, that aggravated the blonde. It was her employee's reluctance to share the true nature of the meeting she had requested. As much as she wanted to pretend that this was business as usual, Elyse knew she was about to walk into a meeting with a secret agenda.
Glasses perched on her nose, wearing grey pants and a tailored black shirt, the congresswoman knocked on the door of Campbell Parker's room.