((Flashback→ 3 months ago))

Adrian was just barely paying attention. He had a feeling that something was wrong. He couldn't shake that feeling. He went about his day as usual until about 3 PM. There was a big fuss being made. Adrian could hear Trudy's voice. He ran out in the direction of the noise. What he saw chilled him to the bone. Trudy was being dragged like she was an object and not a person. She was in handcuffs.

"Does someone want to explain to me why my wife is in handcuffs," he demanded.

Yes, it was a question but they could tell it was more of an order.

The first officer spoke.

"Diana Rose Alexandra was murdered," the officer explained as if that explained it all.

Adrian frowned.

"I am sorry to hear that. But I don't know who that is. What I do know is that Trudy couldn't possibly have killed anyone."

The officer shook his head.

"If I had a nickel for every time I heard that…"

Adrian insisted "But this is Trudy."

"Look, we have to carry out the warrant. She'll have her chance in court like anyone."

Adrian felt powerless as they took Trudy away. He called to her, "I'll find out the truth, I promise."

Trudy replied, "I know."

The two officers turned her around and marched her out to their waiting car.

Adrian drove to the station. Leland came out of his office seconds after he arrived.

"Monk," Leland asked, "What are you doing here?"

Adrian told Leland the entire story.

"Okay," Leland said calmly, "I know she's innocent but you need to call your lawyer. Whoever set her up made it very obvious that she 'did it"

"I already called her," Adrian said, "She's on her way."

The lawyer, Amanda Rowane, got to the police station moments later.

"The evidence against her is pretty damning," Amanda said with a sigh, "But I believe that she was set up."

"She was," Adrian replied with confidence

Amanda was a personal friend of Trudy and Adrian. At the same time, she was professional and didn't allow her personal feelings to get in the way of doing her best. She turned to the officers.

"How long have you suspected my client," she asked, "and why wasn't her husband informed of your suspensions?"

"We don't usually share our suspicions with anyone outside the case."

"But you knew he was also an officer of the law. As such, they would need to know if a family member is under investigation."

The more prominent officer with the shaved head looked down and shuffled his feet. The red-haired woman folded her arms.

"This will be on the record for the court," Amanda confirmed. She pushed a strand of her dark hair behind her ear and indicated the blue plastic chairs in the room.

"We're going to go through exactly what you heard and saw and I don't want to miss any detail."

The officer with the red hair stared for a long moment. Amanda did as well. Then both of the officers sat.

"We don't know anything more than what was in that file you've got." The red-haired officer insisted.

The officer with the shaved head hesitated.

"It's just that we have careers to maintain and families to feed. You learn quickly in the force you don't get too far if you speak out of turn."