21
“WHERE THE HELL IS MY DAUGHTER!”
To say that Wren’s father was angry would be a grave understatement. He’d expected his son to perhaps be the rebellious child – he, himself hadn’t been an exemplary adolescent when he was young – but Wren had always been studious and well behaved. She’d undertaken her position as a Librarian without a hint of hesitation, unlike her brother who didn’t shy away from showing his desire to follow a more adventurous path. If anyone could have been expected to break the settlement rules and risk his life for a pointless escapade, it would have been Sparrow.
But the fact that it was Wren who had defied him in such a blatant and disrespectful manner saddened him too. It had wounded him to the core to put her into quarantine, to spend time as a prisoner, but h
