You do that, Dad, bu t I'm going to get Golden back from
Scully's house!" said Fletcher.
"I know whe re he lives!" said Hubs.
"OK!" said Billy. "Let's go!"
"We can't! We can't get the carriages out because of the
truck!" said Fizzu.
"Oh, don't worry abo ut tha t," said Billy, climbing up and
looking into the garbage truck. Everyone stared at him.
"Did 1mention that my dad is a truck driver?" he shouted .
"He often leaves the keys in his tru ck - and they've left them ,
too!"
He star ted the eng ine.
"But that 's stealing!" said Babs.
"I'm not stealing it!" he laughed. "I'm just moving it. And
then we can get the carr iages out."
• •
"Thi s is the best!" said Billy, us Fletcher drove the horse and
carriage through the quiet street s of Birmingham.
"Yeah!" said Babs. "All taxis should be like th is!"
Pizza smiled 10 herself Billy and Bobs were behaving like
two excited child ren going for a pony ride.
Eventually, Fletcher turned the ca rriage into a quiet road
with large, expensive ho uses on each side. 'Ihey loo ked at all
the houses until they saw one with .1 large gold "S" on the iron
gate.
"That's Scully's hou se!" said Bnbs. "I recognize his cars!"
Sure enough, there were several expensive ca rs parked in
the driveway. Billy whistled.
"Nice," he said .
Fletche r stopped th e carriage across the st reet, whe re they
were hidden by a large tree.