Free Hard Rock Unrehearsed by Rene Van Dalen Page A

them backstage or into an after party.  The Stadium security was a problem though, they could be bribed and on two occasions only the vigilant eyes of his team had stopped them from getting in.  Where were the bitches getting the money to follow the tour across the country?  He knew for a fact that Marcella didn’t have a permanent job and that her parents had cut her and Gina off.  Her girls didn’t work either, unless they were earning their money on their backs!  Which considering how they operated was highly likely.  How in fuck had he gotten himself involved with these women?
    Sinking into his chair he turned to watch the rain sliding down the window as he waited for Tag.
    A loud knock shook him out of his contemplation.
    “It’s open!”  He called out as he twisted to look at the door.
    Tag walked through and he immediately saw that the man looked way more relaxed, easier in his skin than he had been at the early morning security meeting he had attended with the other bodyguards.  Who knew all it took was to smack some ass and get laid.  He indicated a chair and Tag sat down without saying a word.  His eyes were cold and Diego knew he had his work cut out for him if he wanted the man to trust him.
    “I had a call from Clint who has been tracing the sick fuck who is posting all that shit about Jade on the internet.  They are close to busting his location and as soon as they have him they will be crashing his site and confiscating all his equipment.  It shouldn’t be long before we know who the hell this bastard is.  Clint has uncovered some shit that has him convinced this guy has been stalking Jade for years.  This sicko has been around way before Val died Tag, he knows things that only those close to the family know and I have a feeling he’s preparing to go public with Jade’s identity.  You and I both know that it will crush her.  She has hidden herself from the world for the last seven years and I don’t think she’s ready to be outed, at least not the way he’s going to be doing it.”  Diego rubbed a hand over his face as Tag sat silent.
    With a sigh Tag sat forward.  “We’ve known about the asshole following Jay-Jay for a few years now, but we could do nothing because he wasn’t considered a threat.  He didn’t approach, didn’t sell any of his photographs to the paps, didn’t post anything on the internet, the fucker didn’t do anything, he just watched.  Val decided that we should watch him and take all the precautions necessary to keep Jay-Jay safe, which I have.  This shit that’s been hitting the internet has been planned Diego, meticulously planned to hit the minute Jay-Jay stepped into the limelight.  Whoever this is has been waiting patiently for years to get at her and I will bet my left nut that it has something to do with Val.”
    “What the fuck Tag?  Why was I never informed about any of this?  And how could it have anything to do with Val?  He died seven years ago man!”  Diego snapped.
    Tag ran agitated hands through his hair, closed his eyes and sighed heavily.  It was as if he had taken a deep decision when he looked at Diego again.
    “I promised Val I would keep my mouth shut about this shit because he didn’t want people hurt by the fallout.  But I’m done with it, if he knew what was happening now he would have wanted me to tell you.”  Tag grimaced.  “When Val ended it with Gina and then started following Jay-Jay around he noticed this nerdy looking guy who was at every gig Jay-Jay’s band played.  We couldn’t do anything about it because this guy just watched the band, hung out around them and acted like any other fan.  But he gave Val the screaming heebie-jeebies and he had me watch the guy whenever we went and watched Jay-Jay play.  After a while he backed off and we forgot about him until Val and Jay-Jay got serious.  Packages started appearing on her doorstep, shit about Val and other women, Val and drugs, Val and drunken