After Hartford Apparel, it was another supplier who called with some sort of cancellation.
“I deeply apologize, Mrs. Beckett, but we suddenly faced difficulties with the procurement of cotton drills.”
“Our workers are going on strike. The union got involved and now no one is there to operate the machines.”
Sophie hummed in acknowledgement. That was three, Sophie noted. With Hartford Apparel, she could dismiss it as unfortunate timing. She couldn’t really do that now that it happened the third time. In fact, even if this proved to be a considerable business problem, she couldn’t help but expect more of those calls to come.
But she had no time to expect hypothetical problems, because she had a real one in front of her. She scrolled on her tablet, inspecting the list of possible manufactu
