![]() ![]() "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. "I heard what happened between you two but that's got nothing to do with this." "He knows aircraft production," Forrester said stubbornly. What if it went down? Who'd be left to run the company?" "It's stupid - all of us on the same plane. "That's what I'm talking about," he said, motioning toward Morrissey, who was acting as flight engineer. Besides, he's bombed out on everything he ever did." back there and are thinking about going back into the service." "Unless you got a little jealous of the R.A.F. I looked at him through the cloud of smoke. "What's going to happen to us?" I asked, lighting it. Forrester leaned forward and flipped the switch. It was the signal to break radio silence. Up ahead of us, I saw the Spitfire formation leader waggle his wings. ![]() "Engines one and two, check," Morrissey called from behind us. "We'll have to get someone to run the Canadian plant." We'll be needing them next summer to pay Jerry back a little." And don't forget to send us the big ones. ![]() We were a hundred miles off the coast of the British Isles. The gray waters of the Atlantic stared back at me. But none of the boys working for us has the experience to take on a big job like that except Morrissey. The British had just taken the shellacking of their lives and here they were worried about getting their licks in. The way things are going, somebody's going to snap him up."įorrester laughed in his mike. "He's the only man around who can handle it," he said. "Sure," he said, shooting a curious look at me. "I'm not talking about that," Roger grumbled. ![]()
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