First rule before a job: case the place. Kate had spent the evening before learning about the people who were currently here that were on the network and in the hotel. It was almost stupidly easy with the kind of information people freely gave. The rest she could deduce from what was written. Who people were, who they knew, some even where they were from.
She didn't toss out any theories. Culebras weren't exactly normal in most people's lives so who the hell was she to determine what was normal in others'? God made all creatures great and small... just because people didn't believe in them didn't mean that they didn't exist. She'd learned that the hard way a year and a half ago at the hands of a Culebra, the end of a gun barrel, and the possession of a demon queen.
With her hair pulled back out of her face and dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, Kate had started her exploration of the island early that morning. She'd stopped long enough to come in for lunch, but then went right back out again. There was a lot to explore. A lot of ground to cover. Even if the island was as small as some others made out.
She'd come across an abandoned graveyard earlier. The dock that someone mentioned before was investigated. Maybe she should have investigated the hotel first, but she was curious about an escape route that she'd been told did not exist. There always had to be some kind of escape. Multiple ones were preferable.