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Sally took a break from her paperwork to check on Blitz's progress. She had tasked her with unloading and organizing all the supplies from the trailer. The Porsche saw no sight of Mater who must have left to bother Stickers some more. Sally giggled at the thought of Lightning. She looked forward to going to the museum event later this week. There were going to be a lot of cars showing up to see their latest addition to the museum. Both the Wheel Well and Cozy Cone were booked solid for the next couple of days.
Turning on her lights, Sally could see the trailer almost empty. The extra help was much needed since everyone else was getting their own shops ready. Sally took a moment to watch Blitz more closely. She was curious as to what kind of M3 she was since she wasn't sporting the standard body for the car. That was when she noticed the word Vorsteiner beneath the odd lip on her trunk, opposite of the standard M3 badge. Sally didn't have the faintest clue as to what that meant. Could it be the name of the body modifications the Bimmer had? It was strange to see a widebody on a car, it just wasn't an everyday sight. Every time Blitz would move into the light, Sally could see her coloring a lot better. Blitz was a deep blue that had an otherworldly iridescent glow that was a bit eerie to witness in a dimly lit area. She also saw the black accents that were fairly subtle on her blue hues.
"I'm all done Sally." Blitz said driving up to the Porsche. "I think I'm gonna head back into town…"
"Wait, I don't think driving back into town this late is a good idea, especially since you don't know the area." Sally replied. She had caught herself staring at the sheer mass Blitz had on her. Though, it wasn't the most fair comparison since Porsche's were usually smaller bodied with an exception to the Cayenne. "You can stay here for the night."
"Oh, uh, I wasn't expecting to stay anywhere…" Blitz trailed off. She was unsure how to respond to the offer. It was very generous of Sally to extend some hospitality her way, but under the current circumstances, Blitz felt she didn't deserve it.
"You'll be staying as a hotel guest." Sally reassured. She had noticed the look on Blitz's face and knew instantly that she was conflicted. "I'll even give Sheriff a ring to let him know that you're up here with me."
"Thank you…" Blitz said. "Does the room have a phone?"
"Of course! Standard in every room unlike the Cozy Cone." Sally replied with a big smile. "You can stay in room number two. Have a good night." The Porsche returned to her office to make a call to Sheriff in town.
Blitz rolled into the main area of the hotel. It wasn't the Ritz, but it was nice for a place out in the middle of nowhere. The Bimmer found her room and drove in. The first thing she noticed was the phone on the wall. She carefully dialed Val's number. Blitz waited with bated breath as she heard the number ringing.
"Hello? Hello?" Val answered.
"Val-" Blitz said before being cut off.
"Just kidding! This is my voicemail dumbass! Leave a message!" Val cackled before the beep sounded.
"Val! First off, where the hell are you?! Second, change that stupid voicemail message." Blitz said annoyed, "Call me back at this number when you get this message." She hung up and let out a long sigh. Val was your typical SoCal valley girl and heiress to her father's vast fortune and company. Their family has owned the Valkyrie Medical Group for several generations. They specified in the care for Euro cars.
"What a mess…" Blitz murmured with an annoyed hum of her engine. Was her carnapping related to her ties to the Valkyrie Medical Group? They were her sponsors afterall. Though, carnapping and dumping her in the desert was very mafioso. She hopes those two cars don't come looking for her again. From the sound of it, they wanted her dead. Slowly, Blitz slipped into sleep.
While Blitz slept, Sally still sat in her office awake. She had a difficult time trying to sleep because of the excitement for the museum. There was something about it that she couldn't stop thinking about. Her thoughts were soon interrupted by a memory from earlier. There were two cars that she had never seen come through the area before. They had passed her when she rushed into town to get Mater. The two looked very suspicious from the way they had looked at her in passing. Being a lawyer, she had become a good judge of character. It was something to make note of when she gets back into town tomorrow. Until then, it was time to turn in for the night.
The next morning Sally woke with a start. She heard voices and car engines outside. Peeking from her office she saw people already checking in. She saw Blitz with her book. The Bimmer was checking in cars and making sure their accommodations were correct. Baffled, Sally drove up beside Blitz after she had finished with a client.
"What's going on? And what time is it?" Sally asked still a bit groggy.
"You slept through your alarm and people started checking in at 10am." Blitz answered handing her the book. "Also it's noon."
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm impressed…" Sally said noticing all the clients settling in their rooms. "Where did you learn how to manage a hotel?"
"Believe it or not I used to work at one before I was sponsored to race." Blitz chuckled with a small smile.
"But weren't you designed to race?" She asked. Confusion hung on her face as she brought up her bottom lip.
"Yeah, well it doesn't always work out in the beginning…" She replied. It was certainly something oddly cryptic. Sally still had no clue what kind of racing Blitz did. Though, she knew for certain that it couldn't have been mainstream since she had never heard mention of a Blitz "Blue" Hauser. Not to mention, Lightning would have known her for sure since it was basically his job to know most racers. Things weren't adding up to Sally. She had to get to the bottom of how Blitz came to Radiator Springs with no memory of doing so and how she was a racer without a proper title.
Once things died out at Wheel Well and everyone that was booked for that night was settled in, a temp that Sally had hired just for this event had showed up. She showed him how to take care of a few things even though she knew fully well that he was overqualified for the job and knew exactly what he was doing. The Porsche let the car know that she'll be manning the Cozy Cone down in town and to call if anything were to arise.
Blitz followed Sally back into town. She slowly started learning her way around the area. Since it wasn't that large and there weren't many roads, there were minimal navigation issues. Though, what spooked her was the open desert. There was something that felt so univiting about all the dirt, rocks and cacti that were prevalent. Also, being rear-wheel drive only, she had a tough time accelerating on dirt which scared her even more since she couldn't make a quick getaway in that situation.
In town, Blitz had caught up with Sheriff who told her to go help Mater with something. The tow truck was cruising around with Lightning doing odd end tasks. Such as fishing for trash that had accumulated near the gully and making sure all the road signs weren't crooked. Blitz waited patiently for Mater to finish one of his tall tales, that McQueen was obviously not buying.
"...and dats how ya got dat scratch on yer side!" Mater finished pointing with his hook to Lightning who had a mysterious scratch that went from his bumper to the middle of his side. Lightning had to view it from the reflection of a window. Once he saw it, he groaned. Blitz couldn't help but smile at their friendship. She and Val had something similar.
"Mater, that's ridiculous. I don't remember any of this!" McQueen exclaimed baffled.
"He usually doesn't…" Mater whispered to Blitz, "I think he gets smacked around too many times." He snickered to that last part. Blitz could tell that Mater and Lightning had an amazing friendship. It made watching their interactions all the more fun. Blitz wondered what she'd be helping them with since she spent half the day helping Sally at the Wheel Well.