Brian and Steve exercised the Dobermans, as usual, while their bosses ate breakfast. They followed the usual circuit around the grounds, the rear yard and garage area first, then the ponds and shrubberies at the back of the house, finishing with a stroll around the edges of the front lawn. They performed the routine twice a day, with the exception of any days Phil required them to be with him at race meetings and public events. They watched the dogs closely, looking for any change in behaviour that might indicate the presence of trespassers.
Today was one of those rare occasions. The dogs picked up the scent of the previous night"s intruder, and the two men let them sniff around until they eventually lost interest in a trail that was becoming increasingly cold.
"Whoever it was he didn"t
