Jake glanced at Roxy, who apparently was pissed for some kind of reason... But Jake didn't truelly cared...
As he kept his eyes on Roxy untill she entered her room and slammed the door, he grinned.
He opened up the closet, took out the bag he just got from Steve, and placed it on the table next to him.
He would have approximatly... 30 minutes before Roxy would have calmed down a bit, would reenter the living room and search for perhaps some food or something...
With this in his mind, Jake started to pull out all kind of gadgets from the bag, from spycams, to small trigers which could open and close doors, from microphones, to small shootingholes. Jake always loved having these gadgets around, and knew they would always come in handy....
With just the 30 minutes in mind, Jake started to install every single piece that was in the bag to secure the perimeters, also making sure they would be out of sight, even for Roxy. For he didn't wanted her to know he would be able to see truelly EVERYTHING, except for her room and bathroom. The shootingholes holded stun-needles, wich would be fired with a simple button on Jake's watch, also he could easily glance trough the cameras on his watch. Although he always enjoyed his old life... He now had a new one, and that was with the FBI.
As he was finished, just 20 minutes had passed, and he smiled a bit, he finished just with enough time to relax a bit on the coach. As Jake walked towards the fridge, he took out one of the beers, sat down on the coach and started to watch some T.V.