VIP Vault Inspection

Night time meant setting up proper security for the drip! I marched over to the open wooden sneaker rack by the entrance, scoping out the top shelf like a private penthouse vault. Right between two massive white designer sneakers, I wedged myself in, propping my stacks of bills firmly against the thick laces. One stray slip could drop them into the shoe abyss, but high rollers don't flinch. I kicked back against the plush mesh collar, guarding the treasury like a true boss.