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... hand arrived at the number twelve and the shorter hand reached the number eight.
Only one gaze turned to that clock high on a white wall. It belonged to a young woman sitting in an office chair in front of a wide white desk.
“Eight at night, hm? You get no sense of time underground like this.”
She sat in a small room with shuttered windows along the wall in front of her.
The room itself was long widthwise, so there was not much room between the desk and the wall ...
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