On the contrary... only a hard luck story which I now forget as to what happened to their money.
The guy went around from church to church asking for work to earn for traveling money to get them home from Oklahoma some place in Arkansas. We had a couple projects going on the grounds of the church, so our pastor let him work with me for a couple of hours. The man worked hard and did a good job, because being the only church person working at the moment I was working with him showing him what to do.
The couple said they had no vehicle, and that they said they were dependent on public transportation or hitchhiking. I saw the girl early on, but she disappeared when we were working.
When my wife showed up and heard about their supposed plight of needing to get home but having no money at all, she came up with the idea of letting them sleep on our roll out bed in the living room. We fed them a nice dinner, which my wife prepared and fixed their bed. In the morning, I purchased bus tickets to somewhere a few hundred miles away. Greyhound still had a few running in those days, but they had to get to Tulsa to catch the bus. So, I volunteered to drive them the 90 some miles to Tulsa and the bus station.
I handed them the ticket which had cost us close to $100.00 and dropped them off at the station and headed back home. They were supposed to meet the girl's older sister, get the bus ticket money for us and send it to us ASAP. For some reason the sister's name was genuine and the city was correct. However, the street address was phony as was the phone number the couple had given for the sister.
I forget all of the details, but sometime later we managed to get hold of the sister on the telephone. She provided the details which we then believed to be the truth. We were far from the first people, [always church people], to be bilked by the couple. She had not seen her sister in several months and did not expect to as they already gotten money from her... She could not afford to reimburse us and apologized on behalf of her sister.
The bus company confirmed that the couple had cashed in the ticket at the Tulsa station. Where they went from there is anybody's guess. Off to find another town with gullible church members, I suppose.
The single fact that had reassured me when I agreed with my wife's suggestion to give them a place to sleep was that the young man had really been a good worker. It was hard work drilling holes in concrete to insert rebar to connect the older sidewalk to new one to be poured alongside. He worked hard and well for a couple of hours in the hot sun. Of course, our pastor paid him for that. That's about all I remember now.
No hints that would have led me to suspect them before we were committed and set me to worrying.