#AtoZChallenge - Mugging Escorts

Hey y'all! My super-awesome co-author Dan is filling in for me for a couple days while I finish writing my application to grad school. I leave you in good hands. Have fun!
See you Wednesday,

For those who are here for the first time, this is an interactive fiction adventure. I will write a scene every day, and my visitors will vote for where they want the story to go next, by leaving a comment on the post. You can start from the beginning here.

"A mugging! That's what this situation calls for!" Andy exclaimed, and in the other room his mother looked up from slicing potatoes.

"A mugging, Andrew?" She murmured to herself. "My my, what trouble you're getting into." She smiled as she slid the potatoes into the pot, remembering the old days -- and her old life -- in the secret service.

It was the late 80's, in Bratislava, in a castle above the river in the middle of the city, where she had been stationed as an intelligence officer to assist in protecting a diplomat. Or was it a dissident? Andy's mom suddenly felt a bit of uncertainty.

Shaking her head, she searched for clues in her memory. She remember it was night, and raining, when the person-of-interest's car drove up. The security detail was preoccupied with something, so they had sent Andy's mom -- though this was many years before he was born, of course -- down to the car to meet the woman, a Mrs. Klímová. It was the night that Andy's mom first got a taste of action, a night that changed the course of her life.

"Welcome, Mrs. Klímová," she said through chattering teeth in her best Slovak, keeping her coat closed with one hand and holding out an umbrella as the middle-aged woman -- only a little older than I am now -- stepped out of the car.

"Oh, don't worry, dear, I speak English fine," the woman responded in a comforting American accent, taking the umbrella in her own hand. "Let's get inside, shall we?"

At that moment, Andy's mom finally noticed the two men in trenchcoats who had appeared under a streetlight. The dark silhouettes were walking towards the women already, hands in their pockets and purpose in their strides, and Andy's mom's heart leapt into double-time.

They had the air of muggers, but what would muggers be doing here? The castle was in a rather isolated district of Bratislava!

What should Andy's mom do?
Make Noise to call for help.
Take Note of their posture and prepare to attack.
Nudge Mrs. Klímová back into the car and take off.

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