The container ship Odyssey sat dead in the water, anchored at the mouth of the busiest shipping lane in the world. She wasn't broken down; she was stuck. A massive, tangled mess of discarded fishing nets, steel cables, and unknown debris had wrapped itself around her propeller shaft and rudder, creating a "choke" that locked the vessel in place.
Elias nodded. "Unblock the ship, Maya. Whatever it takes. The tide turns in two hours. If she’s not moving by then, the current will push her aground."