Derek Walsh's body pitched forward, landing on his pile of "treasures" as fresh blood stained the ground.
One of his hands landed right on his large knife, and his eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief.
Just before he died, he had heard the words spoken by the woman behind him.
He had been desperate to speak, to buy himself time to live, but he never imagined this woman would be so ruthless. She didn't even give him a single second, ending his life in an instant.
He hadn't even had the chance to beg for mercy before his throat was slit and he lost consciousness.
Several onlookers in the surrounding crowd had witnessed the entire scene.
Some of them let out a scream before quickly quieting down, their gazes fixed on Stella Sterling in terror.
They had seen plenty of death in this apocalypse, so the sight wasn't particularly shocking. What did surprise them was how ruthless the woman was. She struck without a moment's hesitation. 'She's a stone-cold killer!'
