Tatiana Castille

A misfortant circumstance

Present day Tiana was working 2 part time jobs and a seasonal one it was Christmas eve 2015 in Chicago, Illinois. She had been trying to save all year long to buy her 7 1/2 year old and 1 1/2 year old something for Christmas even if it was small, but landlord was financially raping her with rent and she was behind still. Tiana couldn't catch a break she started to lose hope. It was 9:30 at night and Tiana was closing up at her second job about to get ready to go home and relieve the babysitter for the night. She was walking home still had 9 blocks to go before she could rest and love on her babies. She wasn't looking forward to payday because she knew all that she made was already gone. It was another Christmas that she couldn't buy gifts she was hanging her head low as she started to cry. She just turned on to central and roosevelt going west she was completely immersed in her thoughts sulking in her feelings when she came across this little black book that was laying next to a dumpster.  She picked up and opened it hoping to find a name and address to return it to its rightful owner. After opening the cover and looking on the last page and realized there was no way of knowing who it belonged to. So she tucked it away in her purse and hurried home to look it over and possibly turn it into the police station the next morning after dropping the kids off to school and heading to work. Once home and babysitter relieved and paid with the tips she made that evening, she decided to tuck her kids into bed and read them a bedtime story. Tiana couldn't get that little black book off her mind. She went sit on the couch with the book and started to go through the pages, you can say curiosity really killed the cat in this case. As she was going through it she noticed it was filled with numbers, dates and coordinates, unsure of what to make of it she kept going through it. She got to a page that was folded, it had an address that she recognized and without thinking, realizing it was hers and it had a drawing of her downstairs basement.  Fear shot through her body as the blood drained from her face. She grabbed a flashlight and followed the description of her basement to where I'm guessing something was left, but not knowing how long ago this was created. Once reached the bottom stair of the basement, she saw this random hole in the wall and flashed her light into it. As she got closer she found a suitcase, so she put it on the ground and slowly opened it up. As the the lid of the suitcase went up she saw what was stacks of $100 bills, she felt dizzy almost wanting to faint. It was $20,000 that had been inside her basement, but for who knows how long. She searched the whole suitcase looking for a clue; a hint of who had left this here, then she noticed a tear in the upper left lining of the lid and something white and bloodstained sticking out. The blood was starting to drain from her face as she peeled back the material, in there she found a blood stained handkerchief with the initials G.V.A. curious about the initials. Who could that be? She pushed the thought in the back of her mind and kept searching until she found an envelope.