Roxy breathed a sigh of relief when Jake backed away from her. She was more then ready to call it a day. She was tempted to just leave the last three bottles. But she was never one to walk away from something she started. She still needed to cook dinner. She looked at the last three bottles. She wasn't convinced that she could hit them but she was going to try. She focused on her breathing once again. Once she felt steady she aimed and fired. Before long the last three bottles were gone.

Jake laughed and clapped at the same time as Roxy shot down the third bottle. Now he did have to give her a price after all...
"Well... You didn't made it untill the end of the day, but atleast show down most bottles... So i'll say take a rest and i'll call you when dinner is ready. Alright?"
Jake glanced at her, as he picked up the other rifles and placed them on his back, took the rifle from Roxy aswell, and hanged it with the others.
As Jake made his way back towards the house, he kept a close eye on Roxy, making sure she would be okay and unharmed. For allot roamed these woods... And allot of danger was out there aswell...

"I'll cook it's my turn." Roxy insisted. She wasn't going to take a reward she hadn't earned. It had taken her longer then the agreed time to get ride of the bottles. She couldn't imagine what would happen if she had been trying to hit moving targets. She shook her head at the thought. She would rather have her knives any day of the week. Atleast she knew that she would be able to hit a target still or moving with her knives. Once inside she took out the things she needed to cook what she planned for the evening meal.

Jake glanced at her, for she truelly insisted on cooking... This could get interesting...
Jake walked towards the fridge, grabbed a beer and sat down on the coach, with his feet upon the table.
He then started the T.V. and changed from channel to channel untill the came across a horror movie.
He always enjoyed watching those... The blood splattering all around, the preys screaming and even the special effects given to them. Although he mostly knew when someone was about to die though....

Roxy ignored the movie. She never cared for them. She found them stupid and unrealistic. She had seen enough horror in her life that she didn't need to spend her free time watching cheap immatations.she focused on making supper. She started the hash browns first because they took the longest. Once they were in the in the skillet she started cutting up the spam. She forgot the ash browns until the spam was cut the way she liked. By the time she added thespian the hash browns were brown. She stirred them around while she added the spam. She stirred the two items fir awhile before adding eggs and shredded cheese. She mixed everything together until she was she that te eggs were done. She was pleased to see that it was only slightly burnt. She helped herself to a plateful. "It's ready."

Jake glanced away from the T.V towards Roxy and smiled, so she did what she promised and cooked dinner...
Jake stood up, drank the last bit of his beer, and walked towards the fridge to grab a new one. As he opened it up he glanced at the food...
It wasn't truelly what he liked for food... But she cooked, and he knew that she wasn't the createst cook of them all... So it would been disrespectfull not to eat it.
He grabbed a plate and started to place the food ontop of it, as he then walked back to the couch and sat down, watching his movie again.
At the same time eating the food Roxy cooked... Although he mostly flushed it away with his beer...

Roxy could tell Jack wasn't impressed with the meal she had made. Well too bad she thought. She had warned him she didnt cook. She ate in silence wondering what insanity he planned for tomorrow. She didn't really want to think about it. She was tired. She didn't think she could handle much more of him. He was more stressful then her father. Atleast with her father she k we what to expect. "My father involved in everything. He has a shipment of guns arriving in three days."

Jake glanced at her, once she told him about the shipment... If this was true, then they could intercept it...
"Do you also know where this shipment would take place?"
Jake placed his plate ontop of the table as he glanced at her, somehow he knew this was about to get interesting...
And the more evidence they had, the better!
"Because if we can still make it... Then we can intercept that shipment before it reaches him"
Jake stood up, as he walked towards the kitchen, grabbed his phone from the counter and awaited a response from Roxy.

Roxy looked at him carefully. She wasn't sure him much information she wanted to trust him with. He didn't seem to be the best person to give the information. If she put her trust in the wrong person people would suffer. But he was right this was an opportunity that she couldn't let slip through their fingers. She gave him the time and location that she had seen on her fathers computer.

Jake glanced at the information she gave him... This would be perfect, if his old team would assamble this would be easy... The police wouldn't be helpfull... And neather would the FBI because of the moles....
"Good... Now let me arrange some things and we can move towards the location..."
John sended one text message towards a group, as he gained multiple replies after just a minute...
So the team was ready... The weapons were ready aswell... Now they just had to go towards the location, rearrange everything and make sure they wouldn't get those weapons...
"You're allowed to come allong, but keep in mind... That your safety comes first. If you don't do as i say once we get there, they'll be able to take your life."
John glanced at Roxy, as he then walked towards her.
"And that's something I won't allow"
Jake smiled as he stood infront of her.

Roxy smirked and shook her head. Like she believed that her life mattered to him. She spdidnt. The information she handed him might benefit him but not enough to make her into something she wasn't. "Yea whatever you say. I suppose my choices are staying here alone or going with you. I'll go with you,"