Can't Steal what's Already Been Stolen

“Smoke ‘em, Soph.” Derek says to Sophia.

Controlled explosions ring out. The noise alerting everyone nearby that something's happening here.

“Try and take it a little seriously, Dee,” Sophia responded, “Now, just like we planned.”

Sophia traversed into the vault and sidled next to the safe. She took out her safe cracking tools and began to listen in. Some billionaires might opt for the latest tech, but there are a few who prefer more analog methods. Elliot DelWatt is one such billionaire. The door unlocks under Sophia's safecracking.

“Time to un-garnish some wages.” Sophia says taking her large pack into the safe brimming with bills and assets. As soon as she steps fully into the immense safe, the door shuts behind her and the lock clicks into place. Darkness swallows her.

A week passes before Elliot and Derek meet at the vault.

“Her body’s in there?” Elliot posited

“Locked her in myself.”

Elliot enters in the combination for the massive safe, expecting a waft of rotten air.

Instead, an empty, large oxygen tank, a few bottles, and a note in the barren safe.

“Thanks for your timely donation, Mr. Elliot.”