She wasn’t available. He had to keep telling himself that. Even so, it didn’t do much to help him accept it. This was one reason he was determined to find her husband and bring him home. Maybe then Jack would be able to accept the inevitable and move on. If nothing else, Isabelle needed someone on her side she could trust. And who better than her husband?Jack sprinted up the few steps leading into Lincoln Annex, the building housing Central Processing for Parker Field. He eased through the corridor and slipped inside a door midways down the hall. The young man behind the desk smiled. “What do you have for me?” Jack didn’t wait for an invitation to sit in the empty chair at the corporal’s desk. “Not much, I’m afraid.” He avoided Jack by straightening the files on his desk.“Come on, Thompson.” Jack slammed a palm onto the desktop. “How hard can it be to find a guy named Harry Walker?”“Oh, that’s not the problem.” The corporal defended his abilities with a staunch expression.