name?”
The young woman had the features of many of the women Gray had seen in Kuala Lumpur although a bit taller than the average Malay woman. He recalled that Emirates had height minimums for their attendants. The symmetry and proportions of her face and figure were perfection and her skin flawless. She had on only a white blouse and lavender panties.
“Oh, yes. Dayah binti Nadzrin.”
“What does your culture allow me to call you?”
The young woman smiled. “Dayah, only Dayah, please.”
“Thank you, Dayah.” Gray turned and gazed at the four bodies; Sani, the Japanese woman, and two of the flight attendants. “What is Malik’s condition?”
Melanie answered, “He was breathing and not bleeding much but he is not conscious.”
“What condition are you guys in?” Gray asked the group.
“Like we ’ve been in the cage with Kirill Orlovski,” Lex laughed. He did look like he had been beaten up in an MMA fight. One eye was swollen nearly shut and his face and arms were scratched up.
Gray glanced at the slender flight attendant and she blushed , saying, “I very lucky. I have bump on head only.” She patted the top of her head.
Anna said, “I have strains that I know from experience are going to hurt like hell tomorrow, and some big bruises. The good side is I don’t even feel my wrist injury with this.” She held up her left arm and showed a bruise forming that stretched from her forearm to her shoulder. She glanced at Gray and suddenly grinned and then turned and jogged toward the trees.
Melanie’s face was scratched and blood had run from a head wound but it had begun to dry. She lifted her blouse and revealed an angry bruise forming on her rib cage. “My right shoulder does not feel right and I think I swallowed too much sea water and I feel sick. Lex tells me you brought me up, but all I remember is a terrible blind panic. Thank you, Gray.”
“You are welcome. I understand Anna brought me up, twice.”
Melanie nodded , grinning. “She got kind of bossy trying to get help to get you in. I thought she was going to punch the pretty boy over there for not helping her.” She nodded toward the man lying near the old Japanese man. “Besides trying to breathe water like a fish, how about you?”
“I’m not sure I ’ll be able to walk tomorrow. I think my knees were bent the wrong way and my arms must have been pulled from their sockets and I think I inhaled some of that jet fuel,” Gray said and stood. His eyes stung from the salt and jet fuel and every joint in his body ached and he wished he could just go into the shade and sleep but there were things he thought should be taken care of first. He turned to the others. “Guys, I don’t want to sound like an asshole but there are some things we should do and check on. I suggest we get the old man and the pretty boy and start discussing what we can do.”
Anna returned and held out Gray’s wet trousers. “You have nice legs but you may want these,” she laughed. She had her slacks and top on now and they were still wet.
Gray felt his face flush. His boxers were pretty revealing. “Thanks, Anna. You are taking awfully good care of me.”
“You are very welcome.”
Gray felt like taking the young woman into his arms and hugging her but he resisted. He did reach and squeeze her hand and she returned the pressure.
He slipped on his soggy trousers and said in surprise, “My cell phone s tayed in my pocket.” After pulling out the SIM card, shaking the phone and blowing into the slot, and then replacing the card, he was further surprised when the phone came on and he was able to bring up the compass function, the only thing besides the clock and GPS function he could expect to work on the island. The compass only verified what he had deduced from the location of the sun, that they were on the west side of the island and the beach they were on ran north and
The young woman had the features of many of the women Gray had seen in Kuala Lumpur although a bit taller than the average Malay woman. He recalled that Emirates had height minimums for their attendants. The symmetry and proportions of her face and figure were perfection and her skin flawless. She had on only a white blouse and lavender panties.
“Oh, yes. Dayah binti Nadzrin.”
“What does your culture allow me to call you?”
The young woman smiled. “Dayah, only Dayah, please.”
“Thank you, Dayah.” Gray turned and gazed at the four bodies; Sani, the Japanese woman, and two of the flight attendants. “What is Malik’s condition?”
Melanie answered, “He was breathing and not bleeding much but he is not conscious.”
“What condition are you guys in?” Gray asked the group.
“Like we ’ve been in the cage with Kirill Orlovski,” Lex laughed. He did look like he had been beaten up in an MMA fight. One eye was swollen nearly shut and his face and arms were scratched up.
Gray glanced at the slender flight attendant and she blushed , saying, “I very lucky. I have bump on head only.” She patted the top of her head.
Anna said, “I have strains that I know from experience are going to hurt like hell tomorrow, and some big bruises. The good side is I don’t even feel my wrist injury with this.” She held up her left arm and showed a bruise forming that stretched from her forearm to her shoulder. She glanced at Gray and suddenly grinned and then turned and jogged toward the trees.
Melanie’s face was scratched and blood had run from a head wound but it had begun to dry. She lifted her blouse and revealed an angry bruise forming on her rib cage. “My right shoulder does not feel right and I think I swallowed too much sea water and I feel sick. Lex tells me you brought me up, but all I remember is a terrible blind panic. Thank you, Gray.”
“You are welcome. I understand Anna brought me up, twice.”
Melanie nodded , grinning. “She got kind of bossy trying to get help to get you in. I thought she was going to punch the pretty boy over there for not helping her.” She nodded toward the man lying near the old Japanese man. “Besides trying to breathe water like a fish, how about you?”
“I’m not sure I ’ll be able to walk tomorrow. I think my knees were bent the wrong way and my arms must have been pulled from their sockets and I think I inhaled some of that jet fuel,” Gray said and stood. His eyes stung from the salt and jet fuel and every joint in his body ached and he wished he could just go into the shade and sleep but there were things he thought should be taken care of first. He turned to the others. “Guys, I don’t want to sound like an asshole but there are some things we should do and check on. I suggest we get the old man and the pretty boy and start discussing what we can do.”
Anna returned and held out Gray’s wet trousers. “You have nice legs but you may want these,” she laughed. She had her slacks and top on now and they were still wet.
Gray felt his face flush. His boxers were pretty revealing. “Thanks, Anna. You are taking awfully good care of me.”
“You are very welcome.”
Gray felt like taking the young woman into his arms and hugging her but he resisted. He did reach and squeeze her hand and she returned the pressure.
He slipped on his soggy trousers and said in surprise, “My cell phone s tayed in my pocket.” After pulling out the SIM card, shaking the phone and blowing into the slot, and then replacing the card, he was further surprised when the phone came on and he was able to bring up the compass function, the only thing besides the clock and GPS function he could expect to work on the island. The compass only verified what he had deduced from the location of the sun, that they were on the west side of the island and the beach they were on ran north and
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