 Why does The Scorpion go mostly unnoticed, despite reaching out to the newspaper?
CALL HIM NEMESIS By DONALD E. WESTLAKE Criminals, beware; the Scorpion is on your trail! 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. 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. Then, after the getaway car had gone more than two blocks, it suddenly started jouncing around. Except that in the trunk lid the owner had burned in 'The Scorpion' in big black letters you could see half a block away." "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. Stevenson followed Hastings' pointing finger, and saw again the crudely-lettered words, "The Scorpion" burned black into the paint of the trunk lid.
 Their first letter was disregarded, and their second was read by a different person.
 The police don't want to bring attention to them, because they don't believe there is a connection between the crimes.  Their first letter was disregarded, and their second was read by a different person.  The Scorpion hasn't made an appearance in person yet.  They wrote a crank letter, and so it was completely disregarded.