And sometimes, the most expensive breaker is the one you don't buy at all.
"Fifteen hundred," Shafiq lied. "Old stock."
Finally, in a dusty, forgotten shop behind a mosque, an old man with a white beard looked up from his ledger.
Anwar's face softened. He paid immediately, then clapped Shafiq on the back. That night, the factory hummed without a single trip. The German order was saved.
He was staring at an empty spot on his shelf. The spot where a 63-amp Kawamura circuit breaker should have been.