Yeah, she needs a good rest considering her weak body condition, Denia thought.
The second attempt failed, "Damn it!" Alexander mumbled, but he did not wonder, this yacht had not been used for a long time.
He tried again, and again. Then he left the wheelhouse and strode briskly toward the stern.
"Hey, you awake?" he asked with a frown and stifled a laugh at Denia.
"Fuck off!" Denia snorted. "How can I sleep? You start this yacht's engine like a rookie!"
"Damn you!" he said as he walked over to Jerry in the back.
"What happened?"
"She's jammed," said Alexander. "What can you expect? This ship has been parked here for a long time."
Jerry chuckled and went back to observing the conditions around them, leaving Alexander with his business because he didn't understand ship engines.
Alexander checked several small hoses from the fuel tank that were connected to the booster engines.
