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Daniel got off the bus and put his hand in his pocket . The phone was not there . He could still see it , in his mind , on the empty seat beside his bag . The doors had shut . The bus was already in the traffic . He wanted that phone back . The photos from his brother's visit were on it , and he had not copied them by hand . At home he opened his laptop . He thought about the lock screen first . The phone did not open with 1234 . It asked for his fingerprint , and if that failed , for a long password with letters and numbers . A person on the bus could hold the phone . The screen would not open for a guess of four easy numbers . Then he opened the find - my - device page . A map came up . A small mark sat on a road and kept moving , the way a bus moves between stops . He could see the direction . He could not reach that bus . He watched the mark get farther away , and he started a remote wipe . The page said it would erase the phone if the phone was still on and could be reached . He confirmed it . He could not see inside the bus , so he could not be sure the erase had finished . He could be sure the lock was still there while the phone was on . He was afraid the photos had gone with the wipe . Then he remembered the cloud backup . He had turned it on a long time ago , and it saved his pictures by itself . He opened the backup on the laptop . The folder from the visit was there . His brother's face filled the first photo . Daniel let out a breath he had been holding . He called his mobile company from the kitchen phone and asked them to suspend the line . That was as much as he could do from home . The phone was still lost . The pictures were on the laptop , and he looked at the first one until the street outside went dark .
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