It has been said: "Dead men tell no tales." Fortunately for Lara, Willard's wallet was screaming at her. Why would a dying man hold out his wallet to someone who just put an end to his life? Was Willard trying to tell Lara something? A warning, perhaps?
"Hmmm... what have we here?" Lara wondered, picking up a monogrammed leather wallet no doubt made from the hide of some poor, endangered species. Some foreign currency; a few English Pounds, Dutch Gliders, even Japanese Yen. A map of England, and what seems like a photo of Willard's estate. "Well, well," mused Lara, "it looks like I have a fan, He has a newspaper clipping of me. I didn't know he was so... attached."
A yellow piece of paper catches her eye. It's a telegram to Willard from one of his henchmen. "Fifth Artifact found stop. Delivery confirmed to your Loch Ness Estate stop." There's more in the message, but the rest is unreadable except to mention that someone else knows about the Fifth Artifact. "So it's back to the UK for me. Where's that helicopter of mine?"