CHAPTER 28It was a fifteen-minute drive from Beverly Hills to Madison’s apartment. Bannister collected his thoughts and called Madison when he pulled up to her address. She walked down the four steps to the sidewalk out front.
“Oh, Dad.” Her quivering smile disappeared as she rushed up to him. The two hugged and held each other for a minute without speaking. He could feel her chest heaving as she fought to regain her composure. The sobs subsided.
“I thought I’d used up all my tears,” Madison said, accepting a handkerchief to dab at her eyes. She reached into her shoulder bag. “Here’s your clean handkerchief from last week.”
“Why don’t you keep it,” he said. “What can I do to help?”
“I’m just glad you came. It means so much.”
“It means a lot to me, too. I know your mother would be happ
