#Chapter 16-The WORST Timing

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 you for the password as well,” Derek adds. My mouth opens, but I don’t speak right away. Give him the password to my phone? How do I know he won’t go through the whole device?