The loud and fast steps of the feds in the hallway, down to the secret room, echo all the way down and let her hear them, before the person itself arrived.
Slowly she let the skull in her hand down and smiled the visitor in the face.
"Hey there, lil´ shrimp! I thought you would come to me next week. But, oh well, what do you want?" The ironic undervoice was easy to hear.
"But you know, I actually know more than anyone else. And so I also know the thing you came here for. Skulls&Saints, right?"