Stacy’s POV

My heart raced against the walls of my chest as I stared at the unconscious man right in front of me, many thoughts ran through my mind. If he dies then I’d be in big trouble! The plan was ruined already and any more bad news will really drive me crazy.

‘Argh…’

I let out a little yell of frustration, there was nothing I could do and time was running out, if the man was really dead then id have to dispose his body before anyone else got here. I paused for a moment and with shaky hands I touched his carotid artery in an attempt to feel...