"Touchy!" Rose laughed grimly. "I didn't really 'kill' anyone, per se, so hold your horses."
"What did you do, then?"
"Oh, I just stole some books from this China lady, snuck into the Sanctuary archives, maybe promised to commit a very bloody murder, and the thing is, I was so close to killing this dude I just couldn't really get a vibe off of but hate a lot. Which, you know, was really irritating. Just my luck, some one walked in before I could lay a hand on that very lucky detective." Rose sounded as if to her all this was just some game.
Valkyrie was shocked. Rose had almost killed Crux? (Clues towards it being Crux: detective. Irritating.) And if she'd stolen from China, how was she still alive?
"How come they haven't caught up with you yet? I mean, you're just walking around in broad daylight. Well, not exactly daylight, but you get the idea."
Rose shrugged. "They have more important matters to take care of, I guess."
"Like what?" Rose was still for a second, not wanting to say anything. "Like what?" Valkyrie asked again, louder then the first time.
"Like protecting something they don't want a certain someone to find because they don't want that something to bring back some specific some one to go along a certain someone again and bring chaos to the world, or was it that they didn't want that specific some one to come back and that certain some one to just drop everything and give up." Valkyrie had the face of a confused deer standing in the middle of the road in front of a car's headlights just before getting hit. Rose giggled.
"That didn't make any kind of sense to me what-so-ever." This stranger seemed like some lunatic that had escaped a mental ward, or worse a magical mental ward. Rose slapped a hand to her forehead and sighed in agitation.
"They've got Skulduggery's skull, and they don't want him back. Don't you get it? They don't want him back." Valkyrie's jaw dropped and so did her body.
"Valkyrie!" Rose shrieked, and that was the last thing she heard before she blacked out and hit the pavement.
