"Are you, by any chance, related to…"
"THE Professor Madorn? He is my father," the woman sighed. "Although I don't know if I am to ever see him again."
"What…"
Even Ted was dumbfounded. He had thought he had a high tolerance for the absurd and the mysterious, but this took the cake. That Madorn had a daughter and he had not thought enough about it to mention her, let alone visit her straight away like a proper father, well, that was within the realm of absurdity massive enough to count as an intentional betrayal.
"I need to sit down," Ted said. "Your father is here. He is a good friend of mine, and it escapes me why he did not share this important thing with me. Let alone, why has he let you think he is somewhere else, when he is right here, on the Fin…"
