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."