Finn had just finished his call with the Sheriff of Radiator Springs. He drove out to the kitchen where Holley, Mater, and Mrs. Bernoulli were talking. All three knew that Finn was on the phone with the Sheriff, and were eager to know the information the spy received. "Holley, Mater, come with me."

"What about-a me?" Mrs. Bernoulli asked. "Can I a-come? Can I a-hear this information?"

"No. It's best you stayed here." Finn and his comrades drove into the room they stayed in. Mrs. Bernoulli grabbed something, then followed, wanting to hear what Finn had to say about the villains that kidnapped her son.

When they arrived in the room, Holley turned to Finn. She was worried. "Is there bad news, Finn?"

"Yes. I just found out that the lemons plan on killing the World Grand Prix race-cars."

"Is this why you left Mrs. Bernoulli out of the conversation?"

"Yes. If she found out about this...I don't think her gentle heart would be able to bear the news that those evil lemons plan on killing her son. Plus, this is important spy information, and she is not a spy."

"And McQueen?" Mater asked, extremely worried. "Do they plan on killing him?"

"Yes, Mater, they do. However, he will be safe because, as we all know, the lemons that tried to take him were caught and arrested."

Mater sighed with relief. Holley looked at Mater, then at Finn. "So what else did the Sheriff tell you?"

"Basically much was stuff we already knew. He told me that the lemon told him that they're taking the racers to Antarctica, but he has his doubts that that is the truth."

The two spies felt as if someone was watching them. They turned around, and saw Mrs. Bernoulli. Her eyes were filled with tears. Holley had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. "You heard us, didn't you?"

The Italian car nodded. "Please don't-a tell me that they're a-going to-a kill my little Francesco."

Finn answered. "I'm sorry to say this, but yes; they do plan on killing him."

"But we won't let them!" Mater quickly added, hoping to cheer up the upset Italian mother.

But it didn't work. Mrs. Bernoulli started to cry. Holley turned to her partner. "Finn, why did you have to tell her?"

Finn sighed. "Because she heard us, and as such it was best that she be alerted to this. Trying to hide the truth will not do any of us any good."

Mater wanted to change the subject. "So what'cha got there?"

The Italian car remembered that she was holding something. "Oh, this is-a letter for you spies that I was-a just given to by-a someone who apparently knew you were-a here." She gave the letter to Finn. He opened it, and read it.

Dear Holley Shiftwell, Finn McMissile, and Mater,

Aloha. As you may know by now, lemons are kidnapping the World Grand Prix racers, and it has come to my attention that you are probably on the search for the kidnappers. I have also conducted research into this case, and I have valuable information that I would like to give to you. Meet me on the island of Gunung Berapi in the Pacific Ocean. I'll see you there.

Hibiscus

"Sounds like we're getting some help!" Mater said, excited.

"I can tell," Holley replied.

"I a-hope this Hibiscus a-knows if my little Francesco is-a still alive," Mrs. Bernoulli added.

"I don't know, but we'll ask her, right Finn?" That was when Holley realized that Finn was gone. "Finn?"

The three cars looked outside, and saw Finn talking to Siddeley. They drove out. Finn noticed. "I just told Siddeley to take us to the Island of Gunung Berapi in the Pacific Ocean. Thankfully for us, he knows where it is." He turned to his comrades. "Get on board so we can get to this island as quickly as possible." Finn turned to Mrs. Bernoulli. "Thank you so much for letting us stay. We must get going now."

"You're-a welcome," the Italian car replied. "Please-a save my son."

"We will do whatever it takes to save him," Holley comforted. She turned to Finn. "Don't we have to pack first? Then bring to stuff out of her house?"

Finn was expecting that question. "I already did that, Holley."

The cars said their good-byes, then the two British spies and Mater boarded Siddeley, and the jet took off. Mrs. Bernoulli watched as the jet left. She thought about her son, hoping, praying that he was still alive.

BTW Gunung Berapi is not a real island - not that I know of anyways. However, it is a real Indonesian word. Can anybody guess what it means?