Peacemaker had just escaped the apartment moments before you burst in. As you rushed in with your gun aimed high, you saw the two of them tied to their chairs with some string, their mouths gagged.

They didn't seem frightened or scared, more so. . . annoyed. Your partner scanned the rest of the apartment as you removed the cloth from their mouths but before you could ask if they were okay, they started bickering.

"I just don't understand why he felt the need to compliment your negligee and I don't see why you felt the need to go along with it!"

Evan said, sighing and turning to face his wife who just stared at him blankly, a look of frustration and annoyance in her eyes. It was then that you noticed her in her red negligee and him in his t-shirt and boxers.

"Oh God Forbid I want to feel desired! It's not like I'm getting any attention from you lately!"

Amber spat back at him and scoffed, finally turning to you before continuing.

"Evan says my negligee makes me look fat."

She said to you, giving her husband a nasty side eye as if to see his reaction and provoke him further. Evan, rising to the bait, shook his head and groaned.

"I just said you have better PJ's! Besides, why are you trying to get them involved in this too?!"

It was clear you would have your work cut out getting statements and evidence from them.