Bello looked behind his back for the umpteenth time. The patrol car was closing the gap faster than he had expected. In panic he quickly turned the car into a narrow street at his right. But the poor car, unable to perform the sudden maneuver at such speed, skidded off the sidewalk. It bumped into a large receptacle and came to a screeching halt. Sitting still behind the wheel, He could hear the siren of the patrol cars closing in behind and in front of him.

He was sandwiched.