 If the newspapers and the police choose to continue ignoring the letters from The Scorpion, what will likely happen?
CALL HIM NEMESIS By DONALD E. WESTLAKE Criminals, beware; the Scorpion is on your trail! [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Worlds of If Science Fiction, September 1961. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] There was Mr. Featherhall at his desk, refusing to okay a personal check from a perfect stranger. There was Mrs. Dolly Daniels, withdrawing money from her savings account again. From the ground up, they all wore scuffy black shoes, baggy-kneed and unpressed khaki trousers, brown cracked-leather jackets over flannel shirts, white handkerchiefs over the lower half of their faces and gray-and-white check caps pulled low over their eyes. One of the others took the pistol away from Mister Anderson, the guard, and said to him in a low voice, "Think about retirement, my friend." The third one, who carried a black satchel like a doctor's bag, walked quickly around behind the teller's counter and started filling it with money. The man who had first spoken herded the tellers, Mr. Featherhall and the customers all over against the back wall, while the second man stayed next to Mr. Anderson and the door. The man with the satchel came running around from behind the counter, and the man by the door tried to keep Miss English from scratching his eyes out. She fell unconscious to the floor, and all three of them ran out of the bank to the car out front, in which sat a very nervous-looking fourth man, gunning the engine. The police cars and the getaway car passed one another, with everybody shooting like the ships in pirate movies. Then, after the getaway car had gone more than two blocks, it suddenly started jouncing around. And all the police went running down there to clap handcuffs on the robbers when they crawled dazedly out of their car. "What I can't figure out," said Stevenson, "is exactly what made those tires do that. "And that doesn't make sense, either," said Stevenson. Except that in the trunk lid the owner had burned in 'The Scorpion' in big black letters you could see half a block away." On the way around, Stevenson said, "I believe you reported the car stolen almost immediately after it happened." "If I'm making just a quick stop—I never spend more than five minutes with any one customer—I always leave the keys in the car.
 The Scorpion will step in again, leaving his signature, and likely send another letter to the newspaper as a warning to criminals.
 The Scorpion will likely retaliate against the newspapers in his own dangerous stunt.  The Scorpion will step in again, leaving his signature, and likely send another letter to the newspaper as a warning to criminals.  The Scorpion will likely turn evil himself and start antagonizing attacks.  Hanks will be proven right and show that there is no such person who is fighting crime and leaving a signature.