The days that followed Dr. Osei's arrival settled into a rhythm that Aaron had not anticipated — quiet where he had expected noise, empty where he had expected full. He went to the office each morning, but his presence was no longer required. Dr. Osei was running the fund with an efficiency that left little room for his input. She checked in with him daily, a brief email summarizing her decisions, but they were courtesies, not requests for approval. The fund was hers now. He had given it to her, and she had taken it, and she was running it better than he could have imagined.
