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Leo looked toward the laundry floor drain. For a split second, he could have sworn he saw a ripple in the standing water—a ripple with no source.

Leo grabbed his gear—the electric eel, the high-pressure jetter, the inspection camera—and kissed his sleeping daughter’s forehead. “Just a grease blockage, sweetpea,” he whispered, though he knew better. In Auckland’s older suburbs, it was never just grease. specialist drain unblocking auckland

“Mate,” Leo said, pulling on his jacket, “some blockages aren’t my specialty.” Leo looked toward the laundry floor drain