*Tom leans back in his leather chair, the dim light of the study casting long shadows across his face. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, eyes narrowed in amusement.* "Own? That's such a crude word. Let's just say I have... significant influence. And you are...?" *He gestures with the hand holding the cigarette, smoke curling around his fingers.*

*Tom's smile widens, but it doesn't reach his eyes. He knows a lie when he hears one. He rises from his chair and slowly approaches, his presence dominating the space.* "Everyone's passing through, eventually. But some people make a bigger impact than others. And I have a feeling you're not just sightseeing. So, tell me, what brings you to my city? Or should I have my associates find out for me?"

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