An hour later Jane was standing in the entrance hall so she could see everyone that came in. The security people were ready to open the doors and waited for the signal that they could. The last person took his place and Jane scanned the crowd that was standing in front of the doors. The man who was supposed to give the signal raised his hand, but Jane stopped him when she saw some familiar faces. It was the group of teenagers that she'd also seen at the three previous concerts.

'Wait! I want to talk to them, when I'm inside with them, you can open the doors, understand?' She didn't wait for an answer but just ran to the nearest crew entrance, never taking her eyes off the teenagers.

When she pushed the door open, she realized how cold it had been inside. Most of the people standing in front of her were just wearing a T-shirt and her jacket felt incredibly warm. She found the people she was looking for standing in front of the doors and had to fight herself through the crowd to get to them. She was relieved when she finally reached them, but realized they also had to go all the way back.

'The four of you, are coming with me.'

'Hell no! The doors will open any second!' The only guy in the group yelled.

'The doors won't open until you come with me.'

'Who are you?' One of the girl asked while she saw Jane's clothes and realized she wasn't a fan.

'I'm a homicide detective and if you come with me and give the right answers to my questions, I'll arrange you a place even in front of the first row. Now please come with me, or I will use my gun.' Jane pulled her jacked a little aside and when they all caught a glimpse of her gun, they finally followed her out of the crowd. Once they were inside, the cold hit her again, the doors opened and the fans started yelling.

Jane took them backstage, to a dressing room that was not used.

'Sit down and tell me your names.' The four of them sat down in the sofa and just looked at each other, afraid to say anything. Jane sighed. 'What's your name?' She asked the guy that sat at the far left.

'Alex.' Jane looked at the girl next to him.

'Ruby.'

'Noa.'

'Romy.'

'Okay, see, was it that hard? Now, next question. How long have you been standing out there?'

'4 hours.' Ruby, a girl with short red hair, answered without looking at Jane.

'Did any of you leave their spot?' They all shook their heads. 'To how many of the band's concerts have you been?'

'25.' They all responded at the same time.

'What is this about?!' Alex asked while he stood.

Alex was a tall guy, almost 15cm taller than Jane, with black hair and a piercing in his lower lip and his right eyebrow. If these were the people who were stalking Sharon, this guy was definitely the brains behind the operation. Or maybe, he just was The Dark Passenger.

'Sit back down.' Jane commanded him and also sat down herself. 'Is there someone in the band you especially like? Someone you really adore?' The girls started blushing and there even appeared a little smile on Alex' face. 'Okay, tell me.'

'Ruud.' Noa answered before looking at her shoes.

'We're all here for Ruud.' Ruby declared, but she didn't look away. 'We worked every weekend to save money for the tour. We were able to buy tickets for four shows, tomorrow we have to go back home. We just wanted to see Ruud.' Jane sighed and looked at Alex.

'And you? Are you here for Sharon?'

'No, Ruby told you, we are all here for Ruud. He's the best guitarist ever!' Jane sighed again and got up.

'Wait here.' Jane left the dressing room and went to the room where the band was waiting until they could enter the stage.

The guys were all playing on their instruments, or on the table, but when they saw her, they immediately stopped. They all looked at her, waiting for her to say something.

'I don't think it's them, they're just very dedicated fans who are going home tomorrow because they spent all their money on these four concerts. And besides that, all four of them are Ruud-fans, so Ruud, they're all yours.'

'I don't want to see them.' Ruud mumbled and angrily left the dressing room, walking in the opposite direction of his fans. A bit uncomfortable, everyone looked at the door, but when he didn't came back, Jane returned to the four teenagers.

'Okay, I'll bring you to the hall, and as I promised you, you will get the best places you can imagine.'

They followed Jane to the hall, and for once there were fans allowed in the space between the stage and the crowd.

Once again the show didn't went really smooth. Jeroen's inattention from the previous show was mostly unnoticeable, but this time it was Ruud who screwed up. He played everything without a single fault, but it felt like he wasn't playing for his fans, he was just, playing. He didn't look at the others on stage, almost didn't look at the audience, he was in his own, probably unhappy, world.
When the show was over and he left the stage, he didn't say a single word and went straight to the tourbus to shower. Sharon thought he just was in a bad mood and had told Jane to just leave him. And since Jane was almost unable to say no to her, she had left him alone and joined the rest of the band on the sofa to watch the movie Robert had picked out.

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