G/F was on a walk today, and comes home with a newer phone, that appeared to have fallen from a M/C or car. The back of the phone was missing, as was the battery, but I placed one of my spare batteries in it, with the hope of getting this guy his phone back. To my surprise it fired up and saw it was a burner phone with 170 contacts. Hell, if this was my phone, I would be devastated. I went through some contacts and saw the names, "nigga gal" "homie bitch" "****" and other questionable names. I started reading some of the 50+ messages, and saw writing similar to "nigga, I'm on my way over with the 8 ball" "you still got me that hot pistol" "got me a fine M/C ride, that I stold (sp) today", and numerous pics of a white powder on a scale in multiple ounces, lots of pics of nasty naked prostitutes, and the guy talking about being chased by the po-po. He even had pictures of a few stolen guns he had just picked up. Yeah, there were many references to where the local hotel rooms were located, and the drugs you could find inside. He even messaged one guy to go into his garage and pick up the dope in the normal hiding place in the "far left corner" of the garage.
Well, I decided not to return this phone and instead paid a visit to my local PD and gave it to one of their narcotic task force members. I hope someone has a very Merry Christmas this year!