Two men sat in a black sedan which had been parked on a by-road just off the main highway leading to the milling factory out at the edge of the city. For some time, they silently watched the highway, until one of them looked at his wristwatch and spoke. He was expecting a guy to bring out the payroll from the bank any time around now. He had been tailing him for a couple of weeks, and his schedule was always the same. It was going to be an easy job, and one that they were intending on pinning on someone else. Pulling on masks - one being a replica of the Green Hornet - the two men tailed him, before forcing him to the roadside...