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Jack was a legend at the depot. He had worked there longer than anyone
could remember, becoming dirtier and dirtier each year, rarely sober, and
with a vicious temper. Most of the lads were terrified of him.

“Don’t get me wrong,’ Pete continued thoughtfully, “Jack’s all right when
you get to know him. He’s had a difficult life. But I certainly wouldn’t
want him on a trip like this. Have you been to Italy before?’

“No, I’ve never been abroad,’ I answered, “I’m looking forward to it.’

“A factory in Italy is just the same as one in England, but it’s good to
be out here away from the cities. Get my jumper for me, Tony, it’s in the
back.’

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“Well, it looks as if we’re stuck with each other for now,’ he commented,
glancing quickly round at me. “I’m used to being on my own — I don’t know
why they’ve sent you on this trip. Just don’t expect me to talk much, OK?’ A
sudden grin lit up his features as he changed gear down the motorway slip
road. “Ah, well, it could have been worse, I suppose. They might have sent
Jack out with me.’

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Neither of us spoke for a while. Few people were about at this time of the
morning, just an occasional stray dog returning from a night’s foraging in
the city’s dustbins. The road unrolled itself before us, lined with
warehouses and factories, many now derelict. As we crossed the canal and
turned right into the road leading out to the motorway he seemed to relax,
settled down further in his seat, and ran his hand through his short fair
hair.

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His tattoos swirled from the sleeves of his white teeshirt down his brown
muscular arms. He looked tired and drawn as he leaned against the wall,
listening to the foreman describing the next job. I knew he was an experienced and reliable
driver. I had never been on a trip with him — he usually worked alone –
and it wasn’t going to be easy, judging by the surly way in which he had
greeted the announcement that from now on he was to have an assistant.

Without speaking Pete nodded curtly to the foreman and swung himself up
into the cab. I walked round the front of the huge gleaming lorry and
climbed into the passenger seat. The lights around the yard glinted in oily
puddles, but the sun was beginning to break through the early morning mist.
He pressed the starter; the engine roared into life, and the lorry slowly
moved out of the yard into the dreary length of Commercial Road.

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