Chapter Eighty

Jax's POV

I was slowly beginning to find my footing again, navigating the labyrinth of emotions that my father's untimely death had thrust upon me. Each passing day brought a new side of healing, and I cautiously started resuming my daily routine. However, the journey to recovery was far from linear, and unexpected twists and turns awaited me at every corner. Some I expected while some caught me by surprise greatly

One morning, just as the first rays of sunlight peeked through my bedroom window, I was jolted awake by the insistent ringing of my phone. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, I fumbled to answer the call, my mind still shrouded in the wisps of a vivid and cryptic dream that I was having before being violently woken up by my ringtone.

The urgency in the voice on the other end of the line shattered the remnants of the dream, leaving me with a sense of unease that clung to me like a shadow.

"Sir, there has been an accident at the field" one of my workers informed me, his voic