Two o'clock
All of the doors were locked , including one with the hopeful sign TOOL ROOM on it . He battered at the metal door with his shoulder without budging it . As he stepped back to look for another way in , he glanced at his watch . Two o'clock ! In ten hours the bombs would fall on Dis . The need for haste tore at him . Yet there could be no noise -- someone in the street might hear it .