Tony smiled as notifications of more payments into his bank account came in, all from OAPs paying a monthly fee for identity theft protection. It made him giddy, it was amazing how gullible people could be. All his brochures and sales pitches were a lie, he did nothing for them, in fact if he wasn't so lazy he would be doing a bit of identity theft himself.
Walking though the park he saw an easy target, an old man feeding some pigeons. Plopping down on the seat, the old man took no notice of him and carried on throwing bread crumbs.
“Fine day today, isn't it?”
“Very much so...” said the man, turning towards him, his face changing into a spitting image of Tony's.
Tony screamed and ran, but not fast enough, the pigeons descended on him. Pecking and tearing at him until there was very little left.
