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Chapter Ten – "Aspettare" (Wait)

"Exit… exit," McQueen muttered under his breath as he moved briskly through the swarms of cars. The Malpensa airport was Milan's largest, and was completely crammed with passenger overflow. His eyes scanned the hectic scene for any signs and for once in his life, he wished he was bilingual. Francesco might have that on him, but he wouldn't have his girl.

After fighting through the mob of tourists, he finally found a sign translated into English. Escaping from the airport, he was met with hot afternoon sun. He gazed around at the monstrous buildings and suddenly realized he had no idea where he was going. He'd made the choice to come here on the turn of a dime, with only one thing in mind- finding Sally.

But now he was lost. He didn't have the slightest idea where to begin. How did you go about tracking someone down in a foreign country?

Holley! He thought, She'll know what to do!

And then he remembered; Holley had no idea what was going on. He'd be forced to tell her everything that had transpired between him and Sally.

What option did he have? If it meant finding Sally then he'd just have to own up to his mistakes and do it.

He cut across the road towards a restaurant. There had to be a phone booth around somewhere.

McQueen swerved around the corner and found not a telephone booth, but Francesco Bernoulli.

Francesco's eyes met him with alarm and disbelief. "Lightning!" he sputtered, "What are you-a doing here?"

McQueen's tires gripped the pavement. He was about ready to show Francesco a thing or two. He'd been known to serve detention in high school for losing his temper then and again. Only he was a grown adult now, and he'd probably wind up with jail time instead of a harmless detention.

He restrained from physical violence by firmly enforcing the reason he was here. Besides, it wouldn't be fair to beat Francesco up on his home turf of all places.

"Where's Sally?" he demanded brashly.

Francesco's eyes darted. "She is-a not here, my-a friend."

"That's not what I asked you," he continued snarky, "I asked you where she is."

"Home. She-a went home."

He heaved a small sigh. There was still a slight streak of doubt in him though. "If you're lying to me-," he started to threaten.

"No!" Francesco exclaimed frantically, "She-a went back, for you-a…"

He smirked smugly. That's because she was never yours to bring here in the first place, he felt like shouting at his rival. This guy had nearly torn his relationship to shreds. Granted, there were some holes in it, but it was still never Francesco's right to intervene.

It wasn't worth starting a scene over though. He was more than certain that Sally wouldn't appreciate him landing at the top of the tabloids for something as stupid as a fight. Not to mention Harv; 'tarnishing his name' his agent would say. Although he happened to listen to Sally a hell of a lot more than his money grubbing agent.

So, he didn't say another word. He simply reversed down the boulevard and back to the Malpensa airport.

It was late afternoon, the on-set of evening, and Sally sat motionless behind the Cozy Cone desk. She'd stayed tied to the office all day, waiting for Lightning to make an appearance.

She gritted her teeth as she watched Mia be dismissed from her shift at Flo's and drive off away from town. She couldn't see a single thing that girl possessed that she herself didn't. And she had only just recently begun to be comfortable around the ex-groupie, what wasted trust that was.

Then she thought of how stupid she had been. How long had this sickening act been going on? Did they do it when she was out at work? Did that filthy girl touch her bed? It didn't matter, that promiscuous girl had gotten past personal with her boyfriend.

She'd save her wrath though. There was no sense in taking it out on 'the other lover'. She'd bottle it up and keep it, until the devil himself cruised in.

Then she heard a powerful engine outside. She knew the wait was up.

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