CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY THREE - A Game of Cat and Mouse

One afternoon, as Deonna was reviewing some files in her office, there was a knock at the door. She looked up to see Michael Thompson standing there, looking nervous. "Can I come in?" he asked hesitantly. Deonna's heart raced, but she kept her face neutral. "Of course, Michael. What can I do for you?" As Michael sat down, Deonna discreetly pressed the panic button hidden under her desk – a signal to the FBI agents monitoring the situation. "I... I wanted to apologize," Michael began, his voice shaky. "For everything. I never meant for it to go this far." Deonna leaned forward, her voice gentle but firm. "Why don't you tell me what's really going on, Michael? Who are you working for?" Michael opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, the door burst open. Logan rushed in, followed closely by two FBI agents. "Are you alright?" Logan asked Deonna, his eyes scanning the room for any signs of danger. Michael slumped in his chair, defeated. "I guess it's over," he muttered. A