Idol's Wrath

I've had enough.

Why are these people following me? Are they even? Or are they ghosts? Are they some kind of spectral entities that just follow me around, everywhere I go, anytime? Should I be afraid? Do they know something I don't?

Lynn was asking himself all of these things in the back of the car, while he was being tossed left and right because of the uneven street. He had just seen a group of people waiting for him outside of the restaurant, right in front of the car. How did they find me? Were they waiting for me or am I going crazy?

He closes his eyes, telling himself to keep calm, he is just going crazy from the busy schedule and the unusual diet he's been following. "We have arrived" the voice of the driver woke him up from his state of trance "Oh, thank you very much" Lynn smiled and got out of the car, where a man was waiting for him.

"Hey" Lynn greets the man.
"Hey" says the man back, a look of concern on his face.
"What is it? You told me it was kind of urgent" spoke Lynn, with a worried expression on his face.
"It is, in fact" he invited Lynn to enter the colossal company building and go into one of the many meeting rooms. "Do you want some water? Coffee? Whiskey? I think you might need it."
"Really?" Lynn chuckles "alright then, give me some".
The tall man poured some of the amber-coloured liquid in a glass, and while handing it to the other boy, he started talking: "so... as you may know, you recently received calls from unknown users or found people standing outside your studio, or worse, your house."
"Oh really? Don't tell me..." Lynn answered with a bit of sarcasm, taking the glass to his lips "but can you go straight to the point?" "Yes of course. Take a deep breath" he warned the boy. "We recently found out that a person you've been working with for a brand collaboration, sold some of your private information to some... fans" he pronounced the last word reluctantly. "Of course we're proceeding with legal action, but I felt like you had to be informed."

Lynn's sight turned to black. How can someone be so disrespectful and opportunist? Lynn's thoughts travel so fast he himself can't stop them. If I find them, I swear to god I'm gonna end them all.
"Do all the things I do for them mean nothing? Do they even see my sacrifices to try and make them happy?" Lynn was extremely frustrated "Tell me George, do they see it? Or are they just a blind herd of stupid, consumerist people?"
"I know, I am as disgusted as you"
"Well you don't seem so"
"Lynn please, I am a manager. I have seen a lot of things in my life. Good and bad. That doesn't mean I don't care. I'm just... not surprised anymore"
Lynn just nods, understanding what his manager was telling him.
"What exactly is the company doing about it?"
"Well, we're trying to catch the one that sold your information, which shouldn't be so difficult. Then we'll sue them and the agency will gather our best lawyers to the cause. You don't have to worry about this. As I said, we have this under our control. You just have to go on with your schedule and appointments. Don't you have somewhere to be in an hour?"
"You're right George... But how can I go on? What if my family is in danger? I don't want strangers inside my house. I can bear people waiting for me outside the buildings, but why my house? How would they react if I suddenly came up to their house and started watching their every move? Wouldn't they be scared and uncomfortable?"
"They would be happy, Lynn... knowing their idol stalks on them..."
"But that's not realistic George..."
"It's hypothetical... that's why it doesn't happen"
"I-"
"There Lynn... You have work to do"
Lynn opens his mouth to speak up, but George shuts him up with a gesture and points to the door. "I'm deeply sorry Lynn, there's nothing you and I can do against the disgusting ways of the human being"

Lynn looks at George dead in the eyes, gobbles what's left of Whisky and after smashing the glass on the table rushes out of the room.

How do I even make sure no one's following me?