Chapter 185

Vivica's heart sank, and she rushed to steady him.

Her fingers pressed against Amos's carotid artery, and when she felt the weak pulse under her fingertips, her heart finally eased a little.

He still had a pulse. He was still alive.

But something was off. She counted silently: less than fifty beats a minute, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, the rhythm all over the place.

She moved her hand to his w