We talked about many things that day, as it was our first chat. Then I left her portion and came back, and switched on the TV and was watching the new... in my room with a glass of Scotch in my hand. It was around 8.30 pm Sapna knocked on my door and asked me to join her for dinner, as she knew that my wife had left for Delhi.I resisted saying it is not appropriate for me to be in her flat at this hour. To which she said that it is no problem and I can come as she has full confidence in me. She. What if the EPA comes along and says, 'OK, you got snakes, so what? We're still going to fine you if the plant overloads.'" You mean, we don't care where it comes from, all we're concerned is the output. How you solve it is your problem?"Kutzley nodded. "That's it, exactly. They can say, don't harm the snake, don't overflow the plant, you solve it or we'll fine you. How the hell do we solve it?"The waste water treatment plant manager cradled his chin in his hand. "That's a tough one, for an off. As we entered the back bedroom, he told me to go ahead and sit on the bed. As I did, he went over and closed the blinds, which immediately darkened the room; muting the little bit of light that did manage to come in. It was a king size bed and as I quickly scanned the room I could see it was a large bedroom with a bathroom toward the back. He now sat on the edge of the bed next to me and asked if I was ok. I nodded my head yes and as I did he put his hand on my thigh and rubbing it and telling. I copied down the license plate information of the visitor to our neighbor and called a police officer friend. I told him the plate belonged to a suspicious car in the neighborhood and he immediately provided me the name of the car’s registered owner, a Catherine Morgan.I did a quick internet search for Rhonda’s social media page and searched her Facebook friends for a Catherine Morgan. Boom.She was a thirty-something paralegal. My heart practically skipped a beat when I realized I had talked.