CHAPTER 9
BAE’S FARNBOROUGH HEADQUARTERS, HAMPSHIRE
Every inch the aristocratic figure, Sir Archibald Courtenay instilled respect in all who sat opposite him at his solid walnut antique desk. The high forehead, enhanced by a slightly wavy Julius Caesar hairstyle, over arched eyebrows and piercing pale-grey eyes, combined to leave the interlocutor in no doubt regarding his superior intelligence. Puffy bags under his eyes that hinted at long hours of poring over documents, a long straight nose and a firm jawline completed the formidable presence of the chief executive officer of BAE. This noble countenance now fixed its gaze upon the intimidated Percival Lovell-Wynthrop.
The scientist was in doubt concerning why he had been summoned to the inner sanctum of the august CEO. He had given the
