Maybe she promises to just keep her crazy ass away from them? [Donny shuddered a little at the mention of her file. He really didn't want to know. Seeing Clapet's bloody stump of a leg had been enough for him, and he doubted he could hear the rest of her story without being overwhelmed by the urge to beat her up again.]

Yeah, well, I wish whoevah gets her the best of luck. They'll be needing it.

[After a couple more tries, listening to the clicks inside the door of the safe as he randomly punched in buttons (at least some things never changed), Donny managed to pop open the door. He waited a second, anticipating a spring-loaded trap or something terrible like that, then poked his head inside.]

Whole bunch of nothing inside the safe.