"Whoo-whoo-whoo~"
Northern Lower California, Mexicali.
Flashing police sirens rent the calm of the streets.
This soul-piercing sound early in the morning stopped many in their tracks, with two boys in shorts and flip-flops running out of an alley, one with a toothbrush in his mouth, foam still on his lips.
"Ford Explorer!" the slightly younger boy pointed to the leading police car and shouted before running off a list like it was treasure: "Toyota Land Cruiser," "Hummer H2"...
Parents who followed were just as astonished by the sight.
"Strange, has some major incident happened in Mexicali? Otherwise, why deploy the 'Special Police'?"
