Dead Bodies

"She's inside the bank with my manager. Even he couldn't tell the difference between me and his late boss," the imposter chuckles proudly in the front seat of the car. He's parked near a bank.

"You did good at the house. You'd make one hell of an actor," Agatha compliments.

"But your daughter would have ruined everything. The file didn't say anything about how Robert treats his stepchildren," the imposter complains

"That was an accident. You dodged that bullet perfectly."

"Well, I'm good at what I do. Just keep my money in place," he replies with a stern tone.

"That won't be our problem," Agatha assures. "And once everything is passed to her, you know what to do."

"Hahaha, that's the easy part. I'd put a knife through that sexy chest of hers."

"Don't forget to get access to all the information first. We've only got one try at this, if the bank finds out that she's dead. The money goes to charity and we'd never find the gold," Agatha briefs.

"The gold?" The imposter questions.

"He has