Leaving the jewelry store at a rather brisk pace, an ordinary man in civilian clothes, with a package under his arm, jumped into his white and slightly dirty Ford Bronco. He then quickly hid the package under the front passenger seat, making sure that it was not visible to passers-by. He then rushed out of the parking lot, trying to avoid drawing attention to himself or the package that accompanied him. 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 returned the as difficult a task as possible for his pursuits. . To begin with, he had to get rid of this car and acquire his new means of transportation; a new model Corvette conveniently located in a predetermined location just behind the railroad tracks near Market St. on I-15. Effectively, he removed all traceable evidence of its existence on the Bronco. Now heading in the opposite direction he was initially going, he and his package continued the chase already in progress. By entering the highway, he planned to gain a very large lead over his pursuers, thus strengthening his immunity from an almost inevitable prison cell, where he would almost certainly end up. get up if apprehended. At this very rapid speed, he increased his advance and put himself out of danger. After half an hour he came out to a conspicuous 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 looking at him as he took his package to its hiding place. Opening it, he realized it had been bugged. They had placed a small tracking device inside one of the rings he had stolen. "How could they have discovered my meticulous and elaborate plan. No one had even a clue about the details... except Thomas. Damn, this rotten, selfish pretense. How dare he get greedy and sell me out He figures that with little time to spare, he'd better cut his losses by leaving the package of jewelry behind and trying to escape and save his own ass. Running to his car, he sees the cars. police leave the exit. "Ah!, I don't have time, I'd better run away!"