Mr. Merrill Douglas was at home in his shower. It was a special day. It was his wedding anniversary. He and his wife, Peta were planning on spending a romantic evening at home to celebrate.

Peta entered the bathroom. Merrill couldn't see her as the shower curtain obstructed his view, but he knew she had entered.

"Merrill, I have to go to the market to pick up a few things. I'll be back in an hour, if I'm not back, take the lasagna out of the oven and put it on the table. I have already set the table."

"OK, take the lasagna out in an hour."

"I set Alexa to remind you."

"Fine." Merrill would have preferred a traditional meat lasagna, but Peta still made a very good vegetable lasagna. She replaces the traditional lasagna noodles with grilled eggplant and adds bell peppers, spinach and zucchini with a small amount of mozzarella and ricotta cheese.

Peta had already gotten dressed for her anniversary. She had started the lasagna, set the table (with Merrill's help), gotten dressed in a flattering red chiffon dress, and applied her makeup. Now she was going to go out and get some Italian bread, red wine and chocolate cake for dessert. Merrill could get dressed in the interim.

Merrill exited the shower wearing only some boxer shorts. He walked to the bedroom to prepare himself, just as Peta had prepared before.

He selected a grey wool blazer with dress pants and a brown leather belt. A white shirt was next and then a silk blue tie and pocket square to add color to his ensemble. Brown shoes to match his belt and he was ready to get dressed.

Merrill wasn't the biggest of men. He was only five foot eight with a 36-inch waist and a slightly sagging belly that came with middle age and not enough exercise.

His entire outfit was laid out on the bed for him to wear. Before he could begin, he heard urgent knocking on the front door. He quickly threw on a pair of jeans and a random T-shirt. He quickly walked to the door to see who it was. Merrill didn't even have time to put on shoes.

The knocking grew more urgent as he approached the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's Jamie Anderson from down the street. I need your help."