midnight
He still found it difficult to have any pity for them . They had obviously been willing to accept money to destroy another planet -- or they would n't have been working here . They had probably rebelled only when they had discovered how suicidal the attack would be . Thirteen minutes to midnight . Cradling the radio against his chest , Brion rose to his feet . He had a better view of the bombs now . There were twelve of them , alike as eggs from the same deadly clutch .