"They didn't buy our plane but they'll buy all the B-17's we can turn out. There were several fires still burning from last night's raid. "What's stupid?" I asked, looking down behind me from the copilot's seat, to see London dropping back into the early-morning haze. We'll have to start bringing up personnel who can take over in case something happens to us." We grossed over thirty-five million last year this year we'll go over a hundred million with war orders. The president of the company has to worry. "I heard what happened between you two but that's got nothing to do with this." "He knows aircraft production," Forrester said stubbornly.
We were a hundred miles off the coast of the British Isles.
The gray waters of the Atlantic stared back at me.
The war was pushing us into an expansion that neither of us had ever dreamed of.
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