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The truck raced up 7th Avenue, lights flashing, sirens wailing.
"Slow down, Nils," said Lou to the driver, getting comfy in his seat and watching the Harlem neighborhoods as they flew past. "We're in no big hurry."
"What's the call, Lou?" Franco asked from the backseat.
"It's a surprise," he replied, strangely smug in his tone. "I think you boys are gonna like this one." ]
The truck raced up 7th Avenue, lights flashing, sirens wailing.
"Slow down, Nils," said Lou to the driver, getting comfy in his seat and watching the Harlem neighborhoods as they flew past. "We're in no big hurry."
"What's the call, Lou?" Franco asked from the backseat.
"It's a surprise," he replied, strangely smug in his tone. "I think you boys are gonna like this one." ]