Ambush at Croft Trust's offices (ver 1.01)
A near-freezing mist flowed through London's streets, creating halos around the streetlights. Lara pulled her motorcycle into the alley behind the Mayfair Croft offices and parked it at the back. She unstrapped her hard-sided case from the back of the bike and walked out of the alley. A taxi crawled along the street, its headlamps slowly sweeping by as Lara walked past the elegant iron railings that lined the sidewalk and the small front yards of the townhomes that had stood here since the eighteenth century. Coping with her case and keys prevented Lara from noticing anything amiss until the last second. She heard the click of a car door, and suddenly two men appeared from the clipped shrubbery to either side of the white-painted entrance to her office.
"Someone wants to speak to you," a pockmarked man said in a heavy Russian or Eastern European accent. He held a gun close to his side, pointed right at Lara. Next to him, a bronze-skinned man, spindly as a chimney sweep's brush, gripped