Derek sees the panic overtaking me and rests a hand on my shoulder to help calm me. “Esme, breathe, it’s okay.”
I look at him like he suddenly grew two more heads. How can he possibly be telling me to remain calm at a time like this? I’m so screwed!
“I can’t believe it! I can’t believe I’m going to lose everything!”
“Esme,” Derek speaks my name again. “Just take a second.”
He holds out his opposite hand. “Here. Give me the phone. I’ll have it repaired and the data recovered.”
I blanche, not sure how in the hell he’ll be able to do anything remotely like this. I’m going to start hyperventilating now.
But instead of giving him another response, I just give him the phone, shaking from fear and anxiety.
“I’m going to have to ask
