Hey Lex, that sounds like a fun and challenging job. Actually, one of the reasons I decided to be oh so nice about my divorces (didn't want to 'ruin' their lives financially or otherwise) and because my first hubby was a Sheriff deputy and owned several guns (also ex MP military), and he had a very nasty temper, I decided I didn't want to provoke any bad incidents.
Came home one day after we made the final 'decision' and found him sitting there with a gun to his head. I laughed and told him I wasn't impressed and he laughed and showed me it wasn't loaded. Still...it was enough to make me think about the what ifs. Then I hid all his bullets. 6 months later he came back and asked sheepishly if I could give him the bullets now that everything was settled. I figured he was calm enough then since he was already married to his girlfriend (the reason for our divorce in the first place).
Too bad I forgot to take his house key then, because while I was off on a trip, he looted the house of everything he didn't take when we divided up stuff. I'm still finding missing items I didn't know he took. Half of my antique chair set of 12 (which I had lovingly refinished), my rare wood kitchen table (ditto for refinishing), ALL the yard chairs, all the chairs in the house (rocking, bar stools), all the camping equipment, our silverware set (stainless duh?), all the knives. Oh and some nice old crocks that we had indoors with palms in them. I didn't miss them for a year until I saw a picture I'd taken. I spoke to him once after that and he explained he would have taken some 'larger' stuff but couldn't fit it in his car! Geeee.
He wanted our cat, but thank goodness it was at a neighbor's house. Poor kitty would have been traumatized after 10 years here and moving to a small smoke filled apartment!
And the kicker, I came home from work one day to find some playing cards on the back step. Aces and 8's, which I later found out was the 'dead man's hand?'. He was an avid card player and this was from his favorite deck. Never really knew what was in his mind. That was 17 years ago so I think I'm safe now.
Second hubby made mega money and was hiding a lot of it in the last year before I got wise to his intentions. I decided to just let him keep his 'secrets' and ask for enough spousal support to cover my bills and not quibble over his 'stock options'. Made it easier to work things out. He decided on the amount and the time of payment. THEN halfway through, he decided to stop paying the support (said he had 'paid enough') so I bluffed him by saying it wouldn't be good for his executive position to have his driver's license revoked or be arrested at work and how I already had the paperwork filled out to file and it wouldn't cost me a penny. He agreed and we worked out a plan for him to pay less each month, for a longer time and WITH interest (all my idea). I finally after a few more hiccups in that area got the entire amount he had intended to pay. I didn't ask for a specific, he figured it all out himself and I kept reminding him of his promise. I sent him a nice thank you note after it was all paid. Never heard back from him.
Psychology works well on some people. Now he's happily married again (3rd one for him) and I'm oh so happy being single.