Life Afterwards [III]

**ANTONY SANTOS**.

Now I'm feeling useless.

Agent Michael is out there looking over the phone to see if there's anything to recover, the fucker is priding himself with the fact that Tracy choose him over me and practically everyone else, her father is well available to keep her company while old me is seating here and mopping around. Maybe Michael will have something for me to do once he returns.

He's been gone for over ten minutes which could be a good sign.

"Sorry I took too long."

I heard a long exhale then the sound of someone seating beside me, maybe if I wasn't too

engrossed with my thoughts I could've realized that sooner.

"It's fine, I didn't have anywhere to joke anyway."

I chuckled so it'll seem like I made a joke, I'm okay with it. When in fact it wasn't funny and I didn't appreciate the joblessness.

"I checked in with tech and they haven't been able to get through to the phone, the damage was extensive so they