What’s the most terrifying 'We need to leave... now' gut feeling you’ve ever had?

Bit of a convoluted story, but my wife (I am a lesbian) is a prostitute and, as a solo worker, she'd made friends and had clients from all over. She is also involved in drug and alcohol counselling, as a counsellor.

One of the girls that she helped get off drugs was the sister of someone very high up in the crime organisations in our area.

She had always said that they'd do anything for her...like a life debt type of thing is what it's been described as.

Ok?

So, we got married and moved areas. Had a lovely house and she - obviously - went back to her career.

New area, new set of problems.

In the area were some Bosnian pimps, trying to get her to work for them. Intimidating and all manner of horrible things.

I didn't find out the extent of this until much later.

Anyways, she called a favour and 3 'gentlemen' came and knocked on my door, asking for my wife.

They were extremely intimidating. Wouldn't leave until she got back home. I was pretty much shit scared.

So, yes, I made overtures, once she was back that I needed to get the heck out of my house 'cos they scared me. And I feared for her too.

She told me not to worry, that she'd get things sorted, and off all of them went with her. Hours later, they came back.

Problem sorted!

They keep in contact - they came down last year, the same gentlemen and were very polite - and we've become friendly...

But, bloody heck, first time I met them? The looked no nonsense.

Crazy story. Crazy people that she knows.