A Tangled Web

About day break, a lone male figure awoke and found himself on a deserted, white sandy beach at waters-edge, lying on the sand with slight ripples of waves lapping at his feet. Unfortunately, he did not know who he was nor how he arrived, wearing only a bathing suit; tee shirt and a life jacket. His head was throbbing and he felt a large bump on the right side of his forehead. As he touched the area, it was very tender but only a small scratched area was felt. He appeared very weak but managed to get to his feet and walked up to the sand dunes and sat down in the soft, white warm sand. At this point, he discovered, underneath the life jacket, a money belt around his waist wrapped in water proof material. After removing and discarding the life jacket, he examined the money belt and found inside a draft registration card from Milwaukee Local Board 17 in the name Jerry R. Stevenson, 2265 N. 69th St., Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Also enclosed was a total of thirty eight hundred in U.S. twenty dollar bills. Still he had no idea who he was nor, in fact, where he was. He wondered “what happened to me?” and “why don't I know where I am?” He thought maybe he really was Jerry Stevenson, as the draft card indicated, but what was he doing on the beach with all that money? He was particularly concerned about the money. Where did it come from? He then began to wonder if he were a fugitive from justice or perhaps the mob was after him. Should he go to the police, or just keep things to himself until he recovered his memory? He decided the best thing to do was keep things to himself for the time being. At this point, he knew he had to find out the answers to these questions and so started to amble slowly along the deserted beach in a northerly direction