Archer was getting angry at his subordinates as they were not using their brains the way he taught them to use. He had told Zion that he was giving them the dream team, and now they were acting like idiots. He made sure that the moment they came out of the bank, they shut off the cameras placed on their chest. At least that way, he would be able to shout at them to his heart's content, and no one would be wiser.
"My god! Shut up!" yelled Archer, angrily.
"Why are you comparing us to her? She had been doing this job before we signed up for the FBI. She got her training from her childhood from her father. No one can compare to her. And why are you thinking about her during our mission?" asked Noelle. She genuinely wanted an answer, but her words made Archer lose all his anger. His scrunched-up eyebrows straightened themselves, and he looked at her with a blank face.
