 What was the intention of Higgins' lawyer by saying that Higgins had put "The Scorpion" on his gun barrel himself?
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 were Miss English and Miss Philicoff, the girls in the gilded teller cages. There was Mrs. Elizabeth Clayhorn, depositing her husband's pay check in their joint checking account, and with her was her ten-year-old son Edward (Eddie) Clayhorn, Junior. There was Charlie Casale, getting ten dollars dimes, six dollars nickels and four dollars pennies for his father in the grocery store down the street. There was Mrs. Dolly Daniels, withdrawing money from her savings account again. The man who had spoken withdrew a small but mean-looking thirty-two calibre pistol from his jacket pocket. 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. Two police cars came driving down the block and a half from the precinct house to the bank, and the car with the four robbers in it lurched away from the curb and drove straight down the street toward the police station. And all the police went running down there to clap handcuffs on the robbers when they crawled dazedly out of their car. "Well," said Pauling, "it was a stolen car. 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."
 To try to use an insanity defense for Higgins.
 To avoid a trial by admitting fault immediately and getting the job done quickly  In hopes of the judge and jury seeing the other vigilante acts of The Scorpion and cutting Higgins some slack.  In hopes of receiving mercy for the crimes.  To try to use an insanity defense for Higgins.