Ramon hurried thru the front doors, waving to Stan as he left. He grabbed his phone, dialed and waited. "Hi, it's me, time has come and I'm heading to Smith, Kline and Brown and I've got the tape with me. A pause as he listened, then he replied, "too bad, you had your chance". Ten minutes later as he neared the office where he was going to blow the whistle, a little grey Nissan wheeled around the corner and veered onto the sidewalk. The last thing he remembered was the squealing of tires and someone screaming.