Martel jumped up and went after the boy but was surrounded by Napoleon, Illya, guards and bailiffs. He fought to get near the boy but never made it. Once the crowd moved away, Martel laid on the ground dead with a bruise above his temporal artery.
….
Waverly looked at the two agents in front of him. "Martel's death has been ruled: death by unknown hands and the case is close gentlemen. Robert's aunt is here to take him home to her."
The men rose. "Ah, Mr. Kuryakin. Have that bruised, swollen hand checked out by medical immediately."
As they walked out, Illya asked, "He knows?"
"He knows."
15 years in the future
Napoleon, Section 1 Number 1 waited with Illya for the door to open.
As it separated, a tall young man walked in, handing Napoleon his papers and said, "Reporting for duty sir."
Napoleon faced the new agent and said seriously, "You know just because we know you, you'll get no special consideration."
"Yes sir," Robert Ovella replied.
A large smile broke out on Illya's face as Napoleon smiling stood and embraced the man.
"Robert, we waited a long time for you to join us. Welcome you to UNCLE."