Bullets were flying everywhere. The Duke called Ronald, who, like hypnotized, moved through the crossfire while his parents were hit and fell, their bodies lifeless and bloodied. Ronald managed to catch a glimpse of his parents' murder: a gray-haired man, wearing a CIA vest.
"Duke, my parents are hurt! We have to go back!" shouted Ronald, while he ran away with the Duke to another room. The Duke ignored him, pulling him along. Ronald would never forget the face of the man responsible for his parents' death.