"I have accounts that were created for Mike and I route money from them. I can make almost anything with this." He cleared the screen and put it back into his pocket. "No, Shawn. I do not let anyone touch this." His voice very stern on the matter. He walked towards the front of the casino to the lobby, greeting the concierge with a smile. "Hi, I reserved a room under the name Mike Tracer." The girl nodded and looked it up on her computer, printed out a receipt and issued a room key to him, thanking him for his business.