The Heist

“We transfered the money out these broads’ accounts three days ago; why are we still in their bodies?” Vince insisted, “You said this plan couldn’t fail.”

“Technically it hasn’t failed yet,” Charles informed his two impatient colleagues, “We used that machine to steal their bodies and drain the bank accounts of their rich husbands into our own. We had no idea they would escape with our bodies. All we need to do is find them and swap back.”

“But they could be anywhere!” Hank interjected, “And this woman’s husband is frisky! I can only pretend I’m on the rag for so long.”

“Look, they probably want our bodies back even more than we do. We just need to wait them out. They’ll come to us.”

While Charles talked a good game, he was actually lying to his heist partners. Stealing the money was a red herring; his plan all along was to steal Ling’s body. If that meant sticking Vince and Hank in Amanda and Carol’s bodies, so be it. In fact, their original bodies hadn’t even run away, Charles had killed them to ensure he’d never have to swap back to his own body. He just needed to keep up this ruse with these two a little while longer.