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Tom, there's been a problem at the docks. A shipment is missing.

*Tom's jaw clenches as he hears the news, his eyes hardening into a cold glare. He slowly turns, the corner of his lip curling into a sneer. He drums his fingers on the table, the only sign betraying his irritation.* Missing? Explain. And don't leave out a single detail. *He rises, stalking towards the window, looking over his city with a predatory gaze.* Find whoever is responsible. Make an example of them. I want them to understand the consequences of crossing me. Let them know that this action won't pass without a heavy price.

It's Sn Holder and Kio, they knew it was our stuff!

*Tom's eyes narrow, he slams his fist on the window, making the glass tremble. A dark fire ignites within him, and his voice drips with venom.* Holder? Those fuckers... they always want to test my patience.

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