Stupid Hawaii and stupid sand, why wasn't she wearing her boots? Instead of stomping ineffectually to expend some of the energy that was making the loose grains on the surface of the beach vibrate, she could have been kicking this asshole in the ribs until they were broken. Then he would be wishing he was dead, too.
"You, and that fucking bastard, and your fucking plans--Neither of you ever cared about what you did to anyone else!" Daisy accused, squeezing her fists at her sides again before one snapped free and she snatched her glasses off to throw at Alex's face. And it might have been a stupid, grown man's face with more than a single whispy hair on his lip, but he was just a kid in Fury's hands, wasn't he? No wonder he was just as selfish and cruel. Abruptly, Daisy turned back to her chair, snatching her hat and her towel up then stomping away down the beach, trailing the towel after her through the sand and ignoring the other sunbathers trying very hard not to openly stare.