Leaving the jewelry store at a rather rapid pace, an ordinary man, in plain clothes, with a package tucked under his arm, jumped into his white, slightly dirty Ford Bronco. He then hastily hid the package under the front passenger seat, taking care not to let passers-by see it. He then drove out of the parking lot trying to avoid drawing attention to himself or his accompanying bundle. He knew it would only be a matter of minutes before the police were on his trail and he couldn't let them catch him, so he would have to make sure he covered all his tracks and made it as difficult as possible for his followers. . To begin with he had to dispose of the car and buy a new means of transport; a new model Corvette conveniently located in a designated spot right behind the railroad tracks near Market St. on I-15. Efficiently removed all traceable evidence of its existence from the Bronco. Now heading in the opposite direction he was originally going, he and his pack continued the pursuit already underway. By entering the highway, he planned to gain a very large lead over his pursuers, furthering his immunity from an almost inevitable prison cell, where he would almost certainly end up. if captured. At this very high speed he increased his lead and put himself out of danger. After half an hour he came out to a clearly visible place where his hiding place was. "They'll never catch me here," he thought. Getting out of the car, he carefully made sure no one was watching him as he carried the package to its hiding place. Opening it he realized he had been intercepted. They had placed a small tracking device inside one of the rings he had stolen. "How could they have discovered my meticulously crafted plan. No one had even the slightest idea of ​​the details..." .except Thomas. Damn selfish fake, how dare he get greedy and cheat on me." He thinks that, with little time left, he would be better off cutting his losses by leaving the package of jewels behind and trying to run away and save his butt. Running towards his car sees police cars turning at the exit. "Ah! There's no time, you'd better run!" He walks away into the trees while the police