A Wall Street jerk dies when he’s accidentally knocked over a glass wall in his gazillion dollar condo. Broke, he left his wife with nothing but this death-trap of a condo. Her friends come up with the idea to rent the condo on Airbnb to wives hoping their husbands will have an accident, too.

SYNOPSIS:

When you're the fifth wife of a Wall Street jerk and he dies after he's accidentally knocked over that stupid glass wall, lands on the glass coffee table 20' below, right in front of you, and leaves you with nothing but astronomical condo fees, what can you do? Wherever you look, the place is an accident waiting to happen: tri-level, all glass, class, and outré modern taste, but common sense was not part of the design.

That's when your friends come up with the idea to rent the condo on Airbnb or Vrbo to wives hoping their husbands will have an "accident", too. You just need enough money to get out of there and it's not like you will actually be helping anyone to have an accident, right?