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After Jane had put her stuff back in their place, she checked what Jeroen was doing and when she saw him jamming with Ruud, she assumed he was harmless. She went downstairs and found Sharon lying on her back, her head hanging over the armrest, watching Mike and Martijn racing, upside down.

'Please tell me there's an explanation for what you're doing.' Jane said with a risen eyebrow while she sat down in front of her.

'I got bored, and they are way much interesting in this position.' Sharon answered before getting up and sitting normal. 'Tell me something.'

'Jeroen is in love with me.'

'What?!'

'Okay, maybe not in love, but he has a crush on me. That's why he had that file about me and he's always looking at me in a creepy way.'

'And what did you say?' Sharon asked while she tried to hide her smile.

'I didn't say anything and just kissed him.'

'Really?'

'Of course not! I told him to get the fuck out of my room and stay out of it.'

'Well, I hope you didn't hurt his feelings, but he'll get over it.'

'The most important thing is that I now know for sure that he isn't your stalker. And there still is someone who is.'

'You know, I really hope it's an insane fan who has the power to become invisible, because I'm afraid of the other option.'

'What other option?'

'That it's someone from us. Someone from the crew, or the bus driver… I trust those people with my life.'

'Sharon, look at me.' Jane demanded while she took her hand. 'I promised you that I will find this person, and I don't break any promises. I will find him.' A little smile appeared on Sharon's face.

'Thank you.'

The show that evening didn't went as smooth as the other ones, and Jane blamed that on Jeroen. He walked into Ruud a few times, forgot to play one time and even almost fell off the stage. She knew Sharon was talking to him, but she was too concentrated on her laptop screen to listen to them.

When Jane was checking the entrances of the building, she noticed the security camera's that were pointed at the door. After flashing her detective's badge, she eventually got the tapes of the evening. She was watching them all on her laptop, frame for frame, over and over again. When she had seen them for the fifth time, there was a knock on her door and Sharon entered.

'Hey, I've got great news!' Jane said while she turned her screen to Sharon. 'See these kids? They were also at the two other concerts. I have send these pictures to my colleague in Boston, he can run them through some databases and if we're lucky, we'll get some names. If they are at tomorrow's concert, I'm questioning them. I don't recognize anyone else, but tomorrow I'll be at the entrance so I can see everyone enter.'

'Jane, I think it might be not a fan…'

'What do you mean?'

'There was another one.' Sharon said while she sat down on Jane's bed and handed her an envelope. 'In my dressing room again.' Jane opened the envelope and read the piece of paper that was in it.

Dear Sharon,

I hope you don't do to me what that detective did with Jeroen.

The Dark Passenger

'How…? Did you tell anyone?'

'Of course not! Jane, this is really scaring me.'

'Yeah, me too. There's nothing we can do now, except for waiting for the results of my colleague. It's best if we both go to sleep now, and if you want, I'll take my mattress and sleep with you in your room.'

'No, I'm afraid there's no place for that. I'll just lock my door.'

'Okay, just wake me when there's anything, no matter what.'

'Sure.' With that, Sharon left Jane's room and they both started a sleepless night.

The next day was a wet one, rain kept falling from heaven like Jesus and his friends were coping with a tsunami, so everyone was forced to stay inside. The bus had already arrived when everyone woke up, and when it stopped raining for 2 minutes, they all ran inside the building. The stage was set, and the sound check went perfect, so now they still had 6 hours to kill before they had to prepare themselves for the show. Jane was sitting with Sharon in her dressing room, watching some show she'd never heard of, while the guys were in their dressing room, busy on their laptops.

Jane was still trying to figure out what the plot of the show was when she heard Sharon yawn and saw her fighting to keep her eyes open.

'Still tired?' The singer didn't answer but simply put her head on the detective's shoulder and nodded. 'You still have 6 hours, you can take a nap if you want.'

'Okay, just wake me up in time.' Sharon closed her eyes, and half an hour later, they were both asleep.

Jane was woken by a movement, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Sharon reaching for something on the table in front of them. She sat back down with an envelope in her hands and a scared look on her face.

'Is that…?'

'I don't know.' With shaking hands she opened the envelope and found a little paper inside which she took out.

How lovely

The Dark Passenger

'He was here! Jane, he was here while we were sleeping!'

'Fuck!' Jane ran out of the dressing room, followed by Sharon, and ran into the room where the men were sitting. 'Have you seen anyone coming into our room, or even just passing this door?'

All of them shook their head with a worried face, and when Jane turned around, she saw that the other woman was about to cry. She sat her hands on her arms and looked in with water filled eyes while she made circles with her thumbs.

'Sharon, please don't cry. I promised you I'll find him and I will. I won't let anything happen to you.' A single tear escaped and Jane hugged her after wiping the tear away. 'I won't let anything happen to you.'