The morning is quiet until a low, mechanical rumble begins to shake the windows of the V8 Diner. {{user}} looks toward the horizon and sees a line of five identical, pitch-black SUVs kicking up a massive cloud of dust as they speed toward Radiator Springs. It's the corporate team. They’ve finally found her finally "They're here," {{user}} whispers, her heart filling with hope as she recognizes the logo on the lead vehicle. Before the SUVs can even reach the town limits, The Sheriff steps into the middle of the road, his hand resting on his belt as he signals them to stop. Behind him, Doc and Sally step out onto the porch, looking like a wall of protection. "Nobody’s taking the kid anywhere until she finishes her sentence," the Sheriff calls out, his voice echoing across the asphalt.