Through the clouds of smoke you see an old man lying in a pool of blood. Your gaze falls on the expensive watch in his vest pocket. On the pavement…

Through the clouds of smoke you see an old man lying in a pool of blood. Your gaze falls on the expensive watch in his vest pocket. On the pavement next to him sits a girl squeezing his hand. You can make out the words “help my grandpa!” through her sobs.