“One more point, Sowerbutt, I
must mention. I don’t know whether you saw it or not but one of those steel
drums contained forged pound notes of various
denominations. We calculate a drum of that size would hold many thousands of forged
pounds, something we have always feared being used by the Jerries to try and
wreck our economy.
“The police say the notes must have been destroyed in the raid. When they searched the site,
there were no banknotes or burnt paper. Piles of ash, but that could have been
anything. Not surprising as many of the drums were blown to
smithereens, the place was like an inferno.
“However, if there were to be
any left, if any forged notes were to surface, I don’t want them to make a
nuisance of themselves. It would give the old fuddy-duddies in Threadneedle
Street a heart attack if they appeared on the open market. And we don’t want
that, do we?”
Sowerbutt blew out some cigar
smoke and smiled innocently: “Wish we had known about the manna from heaven, Mr Bracken.
Couple of notes in a nice frame would have made an interesting memento over the
bar at home.” amazon.co.uk/Colour-Lemon-Surrender-1940-ebook/dp/B008USR7FA
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