Nina watched the laboratory clock; the hands sweeping across the large, clear face showed almost five. In thirty minutes, it would officially be Friday night, which meant an evening with her boyfriend and - for two whole days - no smelly chemicals. She would wait a few more moments, do her final round and then leave on time. She studied the hands of the clock.
- From Bram: A Spy Story by Nicholas Bate
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