mind the stinger

All sorts of unwelcome guests managed to slip past the Bay's netting system. For the most part they were easily ousted, killed or chased off, but this visitor would be tricky indeed. Hattori had only noticed the stingray by chance, realised the fish were giving a particular sandy bank a wide berth, as though fully aware of the danger that had burrowed its way into the sand. It was only when it moved did he see it with his own eyes from the safety of the floating bamboo bridge, and he knew better than to try to dive into the water and fish it out himself.

So what were his options? Use some netting? His eyes narrowed as he pursed his lips, intent on thinking on this some more before he took action.