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sure - '
    'I'm
very sure.' Her expression was stubborn.
    'Your
work?'
    'Will
just have to wait,' she told him with bravado, not in the least sure how the
studio would react to her taking off like this. They surely couldn't object to
a couple of days, not in the circumstances. If they did they would just have to
sue. She doubted they would want to do that. 'I intend coming with you, Mr
Hammond—make no mistake about that.'
    'Then
perhaps you'd better call me Alex,' he derided. 'I don't intend calling you
Miss McKay for the next twelve hours or so.'
    'Morgan,'
she supplied abruptly.
    'I
know that,' he nodded. 'Glenna spoke of you often.'
    She
would have liked to return the compliment, but Glcnna    had    been    surprisingly    reticent    about    her brother-in-law, talking about him little, and then
only m connection with Mark being at work. Apparently Alex Hammond kept to
himself, spending little time with the family.
    'Feel
up to braving the media again?' he queried distantly. T doubt if they've left
yet. Especially if news of survivors has filtered through.
    Completely
in control of herself now, Morgan was able to move determinedly at Alex
Hammond's side as they made their way downstairs to get into the cab that he
had ordered to wait for them ten minutes ago as she cried. Alex ignored the
questions thrown at them; his expression was distant, his hold on Morgan's arm
unbreakable, despite the pushing and jostling going on about them.
    'The
airport,' he instructed the cab driver arro gantly, pushing Morgan in the car ahead of him.
    She
wasn't used to being dominated in this way. She had been brought up to be
independent, to stand up for herself; Alex Hammond was obviously used to being
dominant with the women in his life.
    Morgan
studied him curiously on the drive to the airport. There could be no doubting
that he was very attractive, in an austere way, and yet Glenna had never
mentioned him having a woman in his life. But he certainly didn't like men! His
gaze had been critical of ber, but it had definitely been male in its intent.
No doubt there were women from time to time, just nothing serious. She wondered
why. Alex was thirty-eight, surely that was quite old for a man not to have
been married. He probably thought twenty-six was old for a woman not to have
married either! 'Something funny?'
    Her smile faded as she realised he was looking at her.
'Not really, she dismissed. 'Is Courtney at your home?' Alex shook his head.
'He's being kept in hospital for a few days. It's a standard thing for new
babies,' he added at her worried frown, 'He really is very well, Morgan.
Perfectly healthy, even if he is eight weeks premature.' 'Thank God!' she
shuddered. 'Yes,' he agreed curtly.
    All
was chaos at the airport; the members of the media who had been outside her
home had obviously telephoned ahead to their colleagues, for a dozen or so
reporters were continuing the harassment. Morgan wasn't in the least surprised
when Alex secured a private lounge for them, and strode off to deal with their
seats himself.
    Morgan
took this opportunity to call Sam and Jerry, something she hadn't had time to
do in the trauma of the last hour. Sam was very understanding, and Jerry had
already rearranged the work schedule to allow her to take a week off. A week
should be long enough to convince the Hammonds that Glenna's baby belonged with
her.
    'Just
don't be any longer than that,' Jerry warned in a growl, 'or the wrath of Zorbo
will come down around your head!'
    Morgan
laughed softly, ringing off. Frank Zorbo was a small Greek man, the head of A.M.X.
Broadcasting Company, and quite harmless until something put out his carefully
organised programme schedule. Then he was like a roaring tornado.
    'Everything
is organised,' Alex came back to assure her. 'We'll be boarding in a few
minutes.
    For
the moment it just felt good to let him take over the details; her mind was not
functioning as fluently as it usually did. Alex looked as if