The next week passed in a state of a strange dichotomy: nothing vitally important was happening, and at the same time, Tristan was constantly busy with something that required his attention.
The government investigation of the terrorist attacks had been passed to the federal police. Federal agents had been questioning witnesses all week long.
These men came to question Nelson, too, since he performed on a stage above which the bomb was found—not that he knew anything. Nobody thought to ask Tristan anything, since the VIP lounges were the most removed from the stage.
Many people who were present at the sites of the attacks gave their statements online, too. Nelson and Tristan were far from the only ones, although their words on the matter were one of the more well-heard.
