sixty six - caught in the web of power

-N.S.A... los Angeles Branch-

The moon stood high in the night sky as Jeremy and Mera returned to their office after another failed interrogation visit to Sean's cell.

They got to the office door and greeted a colleague who was passing by

Entering the dimly lit room, Jeremy tossed his coat onto a nearby chair and ran a hand through his tousled hair, frustration reeling through his veins . Mera followed close behind.

Jeremy strode to his desk, the soft glow of the light bulb casting long shadows across the medals and trophies that sat on the wooden shelf by the wall. He sank into his chair, his eyes drawn to the stack of case files piled haphazardly in the corner—a constant reminder of the mysteries that still eluded them.

Mera perched on the edge of the desk, her gaze meeting Jeremy's with unspoken understanding. "We need to figure out what Sean was involved in," she said, her voice tinged with urgency. "And who's behind it all."

Jeremy nodded, his jaw set. " But Sean is unwilling