Chapter 504: Shrouded in Mystery

"Are you saving lives or taking them with this? Isn't this stuff poison? How come we have it?" The clerk stared at Solomon Santee like he was some kind of weirdo. "Isn't arsenic used as rat poison?" At that moment, another female clerk, overhearing the conversation, chimed in. Solomon nodded, "Exactly." "I... I have some," the female clerk hesitated before speaking. "Wait, you have some?" The male clerk who spoke earlier stiffened at her words, as if something occurred to him, and he swallowed...