"I'll do it myself," Robbin said.
"The order is for both of you to go together," Bob said. "You are colleagues, there might have been some misunderstandings before, but from now on..."
Catherine sneered, "Bob, let me stab you with a knife right now, it won't take long, just five minutes. If I say it was a misunderstanding, would you accept it?"
Bob awkwardly smiled and then said, "Both of you, this is an order, don't make it difficult for me, the supervisor."
"Be careful, lady," Robbin mocked and then asked, "When do we leave?"
"Now."
"Okay."
Soon, the two were on a specially prepared airplane heading east.
Three hours later, they appeared at Miami Airport.
Getting off the plane, they walked towards someone not far away.
This was a rare moment without surveillance.
"They are suspecting us," Robbin said.
"I see," Catherine said. "So this time, you're the one who's going to suffer."
"Why me?"
"I need to prove my worth, don't I?"