Scorch Protocol: Wife Relocation

Summary

In the third year of the Scorch, the ozone layer had vanished, forcing all of humanity into the subterranean Citadel.

As a primary investor in the Citadel, my husband and I lived on the privileged Level Two.

Then one day, he brought a girl back from the Warrens of Level Three, a fragile thing wasting away from sickness.

“Rory,” he said, his voice urgent as he rushed past me, the girl cradled in his arms. “Life on Level Three is brutal. Anya is sick. I couldn’t just leave her to die.”