The hired Muscle

Two days ago, I received a requst from a friend If I could help him move one of his friends furniture, I figured he needed an extra pair of hands to make the workload easier, so I agreed, reluctantly I have to admit, because I hate moving, but my friend has done many favours for me in the past, so I acquised like the nice guy that I am.
When my buddy picked me up, the first thing that came out of his mouth was" this is a clandestine operation" confused I asked how is moving a clandestine operation? Turns out what we were doing was waiting for his friend's husband to leave to goto work, and we were going to move all of her stuff into a uhaul, so that she could leave her husband. It turns out I was asked to help move not because that I could help with the work load, but more for my talents in fighting. I will admit this did not sit well with me for a couple of reasons
1. I am not a hired gun/goon, whatever you want to call it.
2. this is a situation I know nothing about, and don't want to be involved in.
3. I don't want to get hurt, shot, or whatever over some bullshit, as i have stated before I am allergic to dying., but
Luckily the guy never showed up, and we was able to load all of her stuff onto the uhaul without any problems.
I don't know what marital problems they had, but I hope I never come home to an empty house like whay this guy experienced.