JACKSON'S POV

When I woke up again and didn't see Vera by my side like before, I felt unsettled. I was annoyed with the nurse moving around me. I didn’t just feel alone, I was restless. There were things I needed to do, and lying here didn’t feel right.

"I can't stay here," I said as she checked the bandage on my wound. My voice was low but firm. "That bastard should be rotting in hell already. He’s slick, dangerous, and if I don’t do something, he might slip through again. I have to make sure he’s locked up before I can finally rest." I added that part under my...