Sowerbutt sat on a crate
filled with copper wire that Shapiro, or Hercule Poirot as the locals
knew him, had planned to send to the port of Riga in Russian-occupied Latvia.
He was presently negotiating a deal for a couple of tons of copper wire with
the de Havilland factory in Hatfield for a new hush-hush twin-engine bomber
that the Air Ministry had ordered. Like most companies, the factory was
battling with the bureaucracy to obtain official allocations of raw materials.
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