Today is a good day to read.
I found some novels that watch lovers will love. Because these novels don’t yet exist, just like goblins don’t exist (right?), I can’t offer you the books’ titles, but I can present their opening lines.
"What's an Omega Speedmaster doing here buried in the same layer as these dinosaur bones?" Stephen asked, as the dirt moved just enough to reveal that the watch was still ticking.
When John jokingly said to his friend Bob Danforth at the office holiday party, "I want to be buried wearing my Rolex," how could he have known that his shy coworker was a serial killer who would soon turn John's dream into a nightmare?
|A watch courier's job is to transport a watch|
wherever it’s supposed to go,
regardless of the risks. Harry Winston
Opus 14 photo from Harry Winston.
Roger regretted what he did even before he did it, but if selling his wife into slavery was the only way the bandits who boarded his yacht would let him keep his Patek, who was he to argue with fate?
"Few people actually open and see the inside of a Breguet tourbillon, but we are convinced that those mechanisms could only have been made by aliens," Nancy Agari said as she closed the folder marked "Top Secret."
The President's Chief of Staff’s face was ashen when he spoke. "Mr. President, I don't know how, but the Russians planted a bug inside your watch, and they've heard everything you've said for the past year."
Every time he begins a job, a watch courier knows that this may be his last, but transporting the new Harry Winston Opus 14 to an army general close to the front was a risk that made all others pale in comparison.