Half of them went to the Honey Trap, and the other half went to Phareed’s crib. Walter sped down the street with his siren blaring and lights flashing. He screeched around the corner and onto Phareed’s street. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a woman walking in the opposite direction. After a second it registered in his brain that the woman looked like Billie, but by the time he looked back, she had disappeared around the corner. He was almost certain it had been Billie—same profile, same walk, same style of clothing she preferred. What the hell is she doing in this neighborhood? he thought. A second later, he put her out of his mind as he screeched to a halt in front of Phareed’s house, jumped out of his car, and drew his weapon. The team gathered in front of the house and stormed the front door. They spread out, going from room to room in search of Phareed. It wasn’t long before one of the team yelled out, “We’ve got him!” Walter came running up the stairs to the bedroom.
