He had her in his sights. The moment he saw her, he zeroed in on his prey. Her grace, her beauty... she stood apart from the rest of the herd. Easy pickings.

He waited for her to stop, her attention focused elsewhere, light illuminating her silhouette - almost like a halo. Perfect.

Ready, aim... *click*

"Excuse me, ma'am?" he asked, running over to her with the rapidly-drying Polaroid. "Would you like a souveneir of your trip here? Only five dollars for the pretty lady!"

The woman blushed and pushed the film away. "No thanks," she said, "I'm fine."

No doubt she'd been warned about scammers in the area by the friendly, neighborhood tourist agency. No problem. He had other ways of capturing his prey than with film.

He flashed a grin full of big, white teeth.