I sat with my back against a tree and watched Colt. Colt Brennan was his name.
I had to admit I at least liked his name. It was strong like he was.
I liked something else about him. Of the entire group of survivors he was the only one that was working.
He was constantly on the move. First he had made endless trips out to the wreckage to search through what was scavenge-able in the plane. At first several of the other men had gone out with him to the wreckage, but they'd all soon been back, the whole lot of them as white as milk and puking on the beach.
They said the wreckage was a nightmare full of dead bodies that were being eaten on by various monsters that came out of the water. As bad as their reaction to the sight had been Colt neither seemed bothered by the gore or the sea creatures. I pitied the sea monster that tried to grab a hold of him.
I'd overheard enough from the chattering group gathered around the fire that Colt had made by rubbing two sticks together that it had been Colt that had carried or helped most of them ashore.
It hadn't just been me that he'd saved. And yet given all that Colt had done for everyone not one of the group of chattering magpies had even asked Colt's opinion on any of the plans they were theorizing and voting over like they were an elected Continental Congress.
The one guy that was clearly exhibiting the knowledge and ability to survive wasn't even being considered as a pertinent source of information!
They were idiots and beyond that they were just plain lazy.
I'd asked Colt what I could do and he'd smiled slightly and led me over to this tree where he'd made me sit down. He'd said I had a concussion and that I shouldn't go to sleep. I was sleepy, but dutifully I stayed awake and watched him.
Time to time he glanced over to check on me. I knew he wanted my body, but he was doing more than perhaps many men would in pursuit of it.
I still wasn't interested in him, but I was intrigued by him. I was also scared of him. He was being Mister Nice Guy right now, but that could change. There were no safeguards of established society to protect me here.
I certainly couldn't count on the protection of any of those by the fire to keep me safe. Half of them were already giving me looks that didn't bode well and as the only surviving female it wasn't hard to figure out what they had in mind.