DIANA HAD BENN HOPING to get away by five, so she could be at the farm in time for dinner. She tried not to show her true feelings when at 4.37 her deputy, Phil Haskins, presented her with a complex twelve-page document it could be sent out to the client. Haskins didn´t hesitate to remind her that they had lost two similar contracts that week. It was always the same on a Friday. The phones would go quiet in the middle of the afternoon and then, just as she thought she could slip away, an authorisation would land on her desk. One glance at this particular document and Diana knew there would be no chance of escaping before six. JEFFREY ARCHER, The collected Short Stories, P.1 According to the passage, Diana