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not fighting over something usually stupid.”
    â€œDo people really smuggle in drugs and stuff?” she asked over her wineglass.
    â€œThere’s always a way to get something, if the price is right,” he answered truthfully, slicing into the tender sirloin.
    Ivana paused and leaned forward. “Is homosexuality really a big problem in prison?”
    â€œIvana!” Trey glared. “Don’t go there.” He thought it might be going too far to delve into that sordid part of the prison culture. Especially if it was something that Clyde didn’t feel comfortable talking about. Trey understood that one had to survive behind bars any way necessary.
    â€œI don’t mind responding.” Clyde smiled crookedly. “Yeah, it’s a big problem. But not for me. I don’t play that game and made it clear right from the start. No one messed with me after that.”
    â€œI’m glad to hear.” Ivana sipped her drink thoughtfully.
    â€œMaybe I could ask you a couple of questions?” Clyde put forth.
    â€œGo ahead,” she said evenly. “It’s only fair.”
    Clyde tasted the wine, eyeing Trey for tacit approval.
    Trey nodded, figuring Clyde was probably just as curious about his wife as she was about him . He hoped the questions wouldn’t make Ivana too uncomfortable. Or him, for that matter.
    â€œWhere are you from?” Clyde asked her. “I think Trey said you met in New York.”
    â€œI grew up in San Antonio.”
    â€œYou still got family there?”
    Ivana wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin. “My mother and stepfather.”
    â€œA friend of mine is from San Antonio,” Clyde pointed out. “I told him I’ll have to check it out sometime.”
    â€œBe my guest. Just be prepared for the awful, dry summer heat. Not to mention those pesky insects.”
    â€œThanks for the warning.”
    â€œI like it there,” Trey said, though Ivana clearly could take it or leave it. “In fact, I’m thinking about possibility expanding my business interests to the southwest.”
    â€œOh, yeah?” Clyde looked at him.
    â€œThough times are tough, people still need to get where they’re going, and the vehicle is still the most affordable, safest transportation around.”
    â€œI say go for it,” Clyde voiced. “If anyone can get folks there into the car-buying mood, I’m sure it’s you.”
    â€œWon’t be for a couple of years though,” Trey downplayed it. He could almost see relief in Ivana’s face. As it were, he would never make such a business move that involved committing his time and resources without consulting her first. While he had found much of his success before they got married, Trey believed that marriage was a true partnership, even outside the household. All he wanted was for Ivana to be happy, whatever it took.
    By the time things began to wind down, Trey had made a snap decision that he felt made perfect sense. Over the rim of his wineglass, he said in earnest, “Clyde, until you figure out what you want to do with your life, I’d like you to work for me.”
    Clyde cocked a brow. “Doing what—selling cars? Or maybe you see me filling bags with popcorn at one of your theaters?”
    Trey chuckled without humor. “Neither, exactly.”
    â€œThen exactly what?”
    â€œI’d like you to start off as my right-hand man—assistant, or whatever you want to call it. You’ll report directly to me in—”
    â€œThanks but no thanks,” Clyde said flatly. “Not interested in being your errand boy.”
    â€œNeither am I,” Trey assured him, not entirely surprised at the reaction, knowing his brother and the pride thing. “I’ll teach you the ropes of the car business and you can go as far as you want.”
    â€œThat’s not really my thing.”
    â€œSo maybe it can be,” Trey