When he had heard the news that there was a mail that had come in for him, Ace Vicente was confused. he didn't receive any information through the mail, especially the physical one. he was used to operating everything within the phone and his laptop. he had ordered his men out of the office so that he would look into the letter and make sure that no one had opened it. there was a brown seal over the document and the smog of chewing gum that irritated him the most. he felt it was an insult. someone placing chewing gum over the brown coating of an envelope just to make it stick was a disrespect to his name. he was after all the great mafia king of Venice and he wouldn't take that disrespect. Taking a sip from the glass of alcohol that stood on his table, he pulled out the little dagger from his bottom drawer and proceeded to cut loose the envelope. he made sure to avoid the chewing gum, his face wrinkling with disgust as he grill curious about what might have been in there.