The following week after the announcement was very busy for his office. The priority was the campaign, though that was work was more so handled by his senior members of staff. For the rest of them, it was keeping up with all the work that he had to do as a senator. And Silas had been a busy man even before trying to become vice president. He found Perseus in front of a computer, working away quietly. They’d had a conversation some days ago about his failure, which he’d characterized as no big deal. No yelling, no scolding. And that was seemingly the end of that matter. But his intuition told him otherwise. Perseus reminded him of his son quite a bit, and that give you some insight. “You hungry, Mr. Andrews?” Which was another way of saying: Let’s get lunch.
