Ever since seeing the wreckage of the rescue helicopter, I knew we probably wouldn't be able to leave this deserted island anytime soon, so I needed to make a more long-term survival plan.
Although our supplies were swept away by the storm, at least we were still alive.
I looked at the three women before me. Florence, the heiress of the Blackwell Group, was ruthless in business but had zero survival skills. Then there was her secretary, Cecilia, who looked equally fragile and would probably be too scared to venture into the jungle alone.
Then there was my team leader, Jennifer, who could help with tasks but had limited physical strength.
In this team of four, I clearly knew that only by taking charge myself would we have a chance to survive.
With that thought in mind, I stood up and s
