JAMES “It is approved.” He said it from the doorway of the sitting room at nine forty-one on the first Thursday of August with the quality of a man who had been holding his phone for three hours waiting for a notification and had come immediately to the room where Sera was because this was not the kind of news that waited. Sera was on the sofa with Helena, seven weeks old and in the stage of existence where being held was the primary requirement and everything else was secondary. She looked at James’s face and understood immediately from the quality of it. “Full approval,” she said. “Full regulatory approval, effective today. The Obi compound, developed under the research continuity fund James Obi established in the founding documents of the pharmaceutical entity that stole it, approved for clinical use under the name Obi-1 with full attribution to its original developer.” He held her gaze with the expression that was entirely their father’s, the focused present quality of a man i
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