A thin, sickly-faced man and a bulky man smoking a cigar looked at Alex's team while talking amongst themselves.
"Hey, Rover. What do you think the sudden order from above was about? Try to kill Luis Suarez if possible. If not, focus on the mission?" Frank asked while inhaling the smoke.
"..." Rover was silent for a moment, then spoke. "They might just want us to give it a try."
Frank said with a look of envy. "I don't understand. Why should we waste such an expensive artefact on him?"
"... It's none of our business. We have to follow the orders." Although Rover had a guess. He didn't intend to discuss it with Frank.
"True, but that idiot fell for your words so easily and was working so hard to be the bait." Frank thought of Kress and said with mocking laughter.
Rover showed a sinister smile and said, "For mediocre people, the power given by the organisation is too tempting to refuse."