Graverobber had been halfway through the syringe before he heard a voice over his shoulder. It didn't matter that it was a woman, all that mattered was that someone was in the way of him and his cash.
He let out a low growl, turning around and bringing his elbow up, hopefully to strike the girl. His other hand still had the Zydrate vial, luckily, and extraction hadn't been interfered with too much.
"Fuck off, bitch."
If Graverobber hadn't been so annoyed at someone interrupting him, he probably noticed how attractive the young lady before him was.
He shot a glare at the girl before returning to his work, wondering why he couldn't hear her approaching when she was wearing heels like that.