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opened up after she left town for college. From what she’d heard, it wasn’t your typical sports bar and grill. She understood the food was good and the atmosphere friendly. And usually there were more men there than women because on occasion a well-known race-car driver would drop by.
    “The Racetrack Café sounds like a winner to me as long as you don’t plan to dance all night.”
    Farrah’s laughter came through the speakerphone. “I promise I won’t.”
     
    “Glad you could join us, Donovan.”
    Donovan couldn’t help but smile at his oldest brother. Even if Chance hadn’t been born the oldest, he would still be the perfect one for the CEO role. He was a born leader, and Donovan would admit grudgingly that Chance was one of the few people who could keep him in line. Most of the time. Bas and Morgan knew it was a lost cause.
    “Sorry, I got somewhat detained,” he responded entering the room and closing the door behind him. As he took a seat, he glanced at the others already there—Bas, Morgan and Vanessa—who no doubt had been on time. Unlike his two brothers who were staring at him, Vanessa had chosen to pass the time by messing with her BlackBerry.
    She’d only been married a year, and if he were to guess by the way her thumbs were working, she wassending her husband, Cameron, a dirty little text message. The way her lips tilted at the corners in a devilish smile all but confirmed he was right; whatever message she’d sent had been hot and sleazy. He of all people knew just how that part of a person’s mind worked.
    Since she had been too busy texting to notice he’d arrived, he said, “I’m here now, Vanessa, so you can stop texting Cameron those pornographic messages.”
    She snapped her head up, glared at him and then opened her mouth as if to deny that was exactly what she’d been doing. And then as if she’d thought about it for a quick second, she closed her mouth and the glare slowly vanished from her face. She tilted her head at an angle and lifted her chin. “Doesn’t matter. We’re married now,” she said haughtily.
    “Thank God.”
    That had come from Morgan and understandably so. Cameron was his best friend, and he of all people knew how long it had taken Cameron to win Vanessa over. As far as Donovan was concerned, it was too long. It was his opinion that no woman had been or currently was worth all of that.
    “Now that we’re all here,” Chance said, before anyone else could make a comment. “I’m turning the meeting over to Morgan. Since he heads the research and development department, he will bring us up to date on some information we received this weekend regarding Gleeve-Ware.”
    Donovan shifted his gaze to Morgan. Not for the first time he wondered how Morgan did it. He was a father-to-be, worked hard for SC and in addition to that, he was a political figure in town. He had won acouncil at-large seat last year. Where did the man get all his energy?
    “I wanted to bring something to your attention,” Morgan was saying. “I got a call from Juan on Sunday morning. Someone tried to break into the lab Saturday night. The alarm sounded but nothing was taken. He just wanted to make us aware that someone is interested in what we have going on with Gleeve-Ware and will probably stop at nothing to get the formula.”
    Donovan nodded. Morgan had gone to college with the chemist, Juan Hairston, they had hired to head the Gleeve-Ware project. “What do you need from us to make sure that doesn’t happen?” Donovan asked.
    “All the appropriate steps have been taken to protect and maintain the secrecy of the chemical process formula, but still, I’m encouraging everyone to keep your eyes and ears open and report anything suspicious to Bas since he’s our troubleshooter working with security,” Morgan said.
    “And, Vanessa, I suggest you get with Holly Brubeck in HR to make sure we’re doing periodic security checks on any employee with access to our trade secrets, and