No problem

Walking over to Eddie's lifeless body, you prod it with the toe of your boot. Having seen absolutely no response, you crouch next to the body, and begin to search his pockets. This is somewhat awkward, as you have to look over your shoulder, as you rummage through the dead man's pockets with your hands manacled together.

And it's messy since there blood, face flesh, mixing with the ground dirt.

Sighing with exasperation, you soon find the keys in a small pouch on his belt. After several frustrating attempts, you finally free yourself. After you've massaged the circulation back to your hands, you strip the gun belt off the body, pick up the handcuffs and shove them into your pocket.

After taking almost all the items you think you might be able to use from the body, and that you can store in your pockets, you beat a hasty retreat.

You mentally note that you better check drugstores in case there some 'morning after' pills left and also standard birth control pills and condoms.

You sneak through the streets, and find a drugstore nearby.