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Just after asking himself that question, he proceeded to take out his Siemens S10 to call his mother's home phone. His mother answered and…

"Mother, I wanted to tell you something…emmm...this…where is my house?" Jacob asked with an amount of nervousness that wasn't even half normal.

"Son, I know you're lost because of your father, I am too but… you don't even live in London, you live in our hometown…Doncaster" Teresa said with a hint of concern and surprise.

"Yes, of course, I know perfectly well, it was this…is just a joke haha" he couldn't help but think that this was being damn awkward and weird.

"Okay?" She responded slightly confused.

"Bye mother, I'll call you later" Jacob said quickly before hanging up the phone, sighing in relief once he hung up, at least now he knew where he lived, maybe he should have assumed he wasn't from there when he saw the suitcases in the passenger seat but he certainly didn't paid attention to it,well... he just died and was reincarnated on the same day.

Taking out his phone once again, he realized that he had 3 numbers saved:

-Dad

-Mom

-George

So he decided to call the third one since he had already spoken with his mother, his father... well... there is no need to even mention it, he assumed that George was a friend from Doncaster, maybe he can provide him with help to find his house.

"George, how are you? I will arrive in Doncaster tonight" Jacob said waiting for an answer, he hoped to God that his assumption was correct.

"Jacob? Okay, where are we meeting?" said the voice on the other end of the phone, it sounded young just like him now, it must have been a friend of approximately the same age.

"The truth is that I don't have anything planned, I will talk with you as soon as I arrive," Jacob responded, now a little calmer.

Thus he set off towards Doncaster, fortunately he had a map that allowed him to guide himself more or less well, a normal car trip between those 2 cities normally takes about 3 hours but due to the fact that he did not know the road well and because he stopped some time to ask for directions, so the total time of the trip was 4h30m approximatemly, he still arrived at what it was and at 10:04pm according to his watch.

It wasn't quite late yet so he called George hoping he would answer and indeed he did.

"Have you arrived yet Jacob?" George asked without much hesitation, he assumed that if they called him at that time it would be Jacob due to the fact that he must already arrived home.

"Yes, I came to a hotel to sleep, I'm a little tired from the trip and what has happened recently" Jacob said trying to simulate the feeling of sadness, the only thing he really felt was tiredness.

"I understand friend but you will get over it, good night, see you soon!" He said with understanding and the last part with quite a bit of emotion.

"Good night, see you!" Jacob answered simply, the only thing he wanted at that moment was to go to bed and have a beautiful deep sleep haha… it wouldn't be possible.

Just at the moment Jacob fell asleep, an avalanche of memories flooded his head, from when he was little to the present moment, it was very valuable information, thanks to that he discovered that he was an only son, his father's name was Jacob, just like Jacob. Jacob's full name was Jacob Johnson Jr., George was a friend he met in college studying business administration, his father made his fortune by being a skilled investor with extensive knowledge of stocks, but there was something that both Jacob and his father had in common, their love for football and their passion for this sport, although they had never entered the professional field.

Jacob woke up agitated but with his thoughts more organized, that is, at least he now knew where his house was.

He left the hotel, got into his car and drove it to his house which was located on Warning Tongue Lane, Bessacarr, one of the most exclusive areas of the city.

Once at home he proposed something.

Buy his local city team, Doncaster Rovers.

To be continue…