No. Not at all.

"Huh?" Gregg poked his head out from the back. "What could've caused that?" He asked, heading out and looking around. The place was empty, but something felt off.

He slowly approached the corner and paused. "I don't feel any wind... who's there?!" He asked, trying to sound intimidating.

He turned the corner, seeing the rope and freezing in place. "Trying to trap me? In my own store?" He huffed. He hadn't seen anybody come in, so he had no idea who was in the store. The fact that they were still hiding was promising. A gang, or even a single strong thief, wouldn't come out by now.

"Come out, or I'm getting the guards!" He shouted. "The back door is locked. The front is your only option. And I'm not letting you out of here!" Gregg moved closer to the door to prove his point, keeping his eyes on the back.