It was a hot, sweltering day in Beantown. The Katt had just heard that Mike Hammer scribe Mickey Spillane had bought the farm, but the Tawny Titan couldn't afford to take time to mourn-he had tech gossip to sniff out. Hearing a police siren behind him, the Kitty cut the wheels of the KattMobile to the curb. As the cruiser passed, Spence smirked, and assumed the blue knights were off to assist yet another "vishing" victim. Word was that the latest identity theft scam has been dubbed "vishing," where the crooks use a phony VOIP number-rather than a faux Web link, as in phishing-to trick poor saps into verifying their personal info. "Call any number but the one on your account statements, and you'll end up sleeping with the 'vish,'" mused the Mouser.
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