Renault Master Ii Manual -

Back in the cab. Turn the key. The engine cranked faster, but still refused to start. She went back to the manual.

The engine would crank, cough like a dying smoker, and fall silent. Rain hammered the corrugated roof. Clara was parked on a forgotten gravel lay-by somewhere in the dark heart of the Massif Central. The nearest town, according to a faded road sign, was 17 kilometers away. Her phone had no signal. The temperature was dropping. Renault Master Ii Manual

She closed the valve, sat back in the driver's seat, and turned the key. Back in the cab