Annoyed beyond belief by the new alcalde's behaviour, Zorro waited calmly in the wardrobe. Ignacio de Soto should have been the best alcalde for Los Angeles, instead he was just the same as the last one. Zorro felt the cold sting of disillusionment.
Grinning, he realised he knew enough about Ignacio to really annoy and irritate the man. The silk neck ties and fine clothes were an obsession with him. Who needed seven silk neck ties anyway? It would be fun to play with the stuck up fool. Ripping 'Z's into the fine jackets would indeed be cathartic.