Dumper Update

I found a phone number on one of the bills I found, so I called it. The woman who answered sounded much too old to be a wife or girlfriend so I'll assume it was mom, although I did hear a baby in the background. She seemed suspicious or maybe even wary at first. When I asked to speak to (Let's call him Bob) she acted as though he was right there. I told her my first name only and then she said he wasn't there. I played the innocent and said that I had found some of Bob's things along the road and thought that he might want them back. Overly elated she thanked me for calling. I knew we were speaking the same language. I explained where the trash was. She said that he used to live by there, and the person that moved into his old house probably found some of his stuff and they were the ones that dumped it in the ditch. Yes, this must be true. It was a setup. The new owners convienently placed the bills with Bob's info on it to throw the bloodhounds off the trail. She then continued to thank me for calling and I continued to act concerned about Bob's heirlooms in the ditch. She then said that Bob wouldn't be back for a while (hmmmm, jai...naaa). She said with a very pity-seeking tone that maybe she could come get the stuff. She then skipped hinting around and asked me if I could just pick it up (and I might and then bring it to her only to get a pic). However, I will give them time and see what happens. I've pondered send out a calling schedule to concerned citizens who could take turns calling and letting them know they found Bob's stuff. For now I'll give them a chance.