1900 hours
He moved around to make a comfortable seat for himself and his fingers grabbed the severed neck of Venex 17 . Coleman swiveled around in his chair and squinted at the wall clock . He checked the time against his tie-pin watch , with a grunt of satisfaction he turned back and stabbed a finger at Jon . `` Listen , you green junk-pile , at 1900 hours you 're going to do a job , and there are n't going to be any slip ups . You go down that sewer and into the Hudson River . The outlet is under water , so you wo n't be seen from the docks . Climb down to the bottom and walk 200 yards north , that should put you just under a ship .