Something New Every Day

The task was straightforward.
Pick up a package from an antique shop in Oxford.
She had a magic detector to make sure it's legit - she wouldn't need it, but Sarmad didn't need to know that.
Except when they entered the shop, it was deserted.
And there was no magic signature to be seen anywhere.
No magic... but there was something.
Emotions - mostly fear - which didn't belong to anyone in her entourage. She sent her 'bodyguards' outside, then she spoke.
"I'm here for the package. I am not going to hurt you."
A man suddenly appeared in a seemingly empty corner.