A/N: Wow, there are a lot of people who are reading this! :O Too bad only one of you gave me a review...

By the time everyone was awake, the bus stood still for already 8 and a half hour and the stage was completely set. Today the show also started at 8 and the sound check was set at 4, meaning they had some free time until then. Apparently, the band had the tradition to spent some of that free time on the roof of the building, but Jane wasn't joining them. She figured that when Sharon was with the band, she was safe.

Jane used the free time to do her job and took a look in the bedroom of the band members. Most of the rooms were just like hers, some clothes, a laptop and some chargers. There was a guitar standing in the corner of the rooms of the three guitarists, and in Roberts room she found a poster of Nirvana above the bed. But what scared her, was what she found in Jeroen's room. At first sight the room was just like the others, but then a piece of paper, sticking out under the pillow, caught her eye. Since it was lying in plain sight, Jane was allowed to investigate it and she pulled it out. It was a file with her name written on it.

She sat down on the bed and opened the file. There were photos of her, newspaper clippings, a list of cases she had closed and something that looked like her biography. She started reading, but then heard the doors of the bus open. Quickly she looked at her watch and saw that the sound check was starting in 15 minutes, meaning the band came to pick up their stuff before spending the rest of the evening in the building. Jane put the file back where she found it and hurried downstairs, where the last band member entered the door.

'Hey, Jane! The sound check is about to start, are you coming with us?' Sharon asked when she saw her.

'Yeah, sure. How was the roof?'

'Cold!' Martijn shouted and Sharon laughed.

'Sorry, we're a bit late, and we still have to get our stuff…'

'It's okay, I understand.' Jane sat down while the band climbed the stairs an hoped Jeroen wouldn't notice her visit to his room.

The next hours everything went almost the same as yesterday. While Jane checked every entrance, the sound check only lasted an hour, followed by an interview. The guys enjoyed themselves while acting like 5-year olds, Sharon simply watched them and acted like their mother.

At 8, the show started. The hall exploded again when Sharon appeared and Jane watched the fans having the time of their lives. She scanned the front row again, and recognized a group from yesterday's show, but figured they were just very dedicated fans who bought tickets for both shows.

Since the hall for the next show would be occupied until 2 in the afternoon, there was no need for the band to travel at night, so they spent the night at a local hotel. As usually, the guys shared a room with two, and while Sharon usually slept alone, she now shared her room with Jane.

When they entered the room, Sharon dumped her stuff on her bed and immediately jumped into the shower. Jane sat down on her own bed and stared at the clock in front of her. It would be 5 in the afternoon in Boston, meaning Maura would be in the middle of her Yoga-session, and Jane couldn't call her if she liked being alive. For a couple of minutes she considered texting her, but Sharon got out of the shower before she had decided she would. She took Sharon's place in the shower, but was already back in the bedroom 10 minutes later.

'Jane, you checked all of the entrances, right?'

'Yeah, they were all locked or being watched, why?'

'I found this in my dressing room.' Sharon said biting her lip while she pulled out an envelope.

Jane sat down next to the singer and took the envelope from her. Inside was a piece of paper, signed by The Dark Passenger. Jane pulled it out and read it.

'He knows about you. How can he know? How can he get into my dressing room?'

'I'm almost sure it wasn't anyone standing in front, I've been watching them all.' Jane said, and then remembered the file she found. 'Jeroen knows I'm here…'

'What do you mean?'

'When you were on the roof, I've been looking in your rooms, just to get to know you. I found a file under Jeroen's pillow, it was filled with information about me. Photos, newspaper articles, the cases I've worked on… It would make sense for a stalker to get to know his opponent.'

'Jane, I'm sure there is some kind of explanation for this, but Jeroen was with me the whole time, and this isn't his handwriting. I'm telling you, he is not my stalker.'

'okay, fine. But I still don't trust him.' Jane mumbled before standing and lying down in her own bed.

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