**Scarlett's POV**
"Hey Scott!" Scarlett called out to the old man that had been running the hardware store since as long as she could remember.
"Scarlett! What can I do you for today?" The older man asked her with a smile on his face. She tried to keep herself calm and act as casual as possible.
"Well, I need all the lighter-fluid you have." Scarlett said getting straight to the point. He frowned and looked at her in confusion.
"Why so much?" Scott asked, he was willing to sell it that she was sure of, but he had a right to be curious.
"I need to do a test for the case I am working on. It requires a lot of lighter fluid. So I told them I would buy you out. Is there a problem?" She said coming up with an excuse on the spot.
"Oh, that makes sense. Well I got about fifty bottles,
