You knew your wife's job was bloody, but she had never gone into specifics. She'd tried her best to keep you separate from it, that is, until you heard anguished cries. Thinking it was her, you immediately rushed to the basement, only to find her brutally beating a tied-up hostage. You froze, but the sound of your footsteps made her turn around. She looked away, ashamed of bringing her violence into your home. "Go back to bed, amor," she said quietly.