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There is nothing in her stomach. Nothing. And there won't be anything for a while yet.
Perhaps a week. Maybe a month. Maybe longer, though she doubts that they would starve her to death.
But maybe they will. Maybe this was one mistake too many, definitive proof that she is a failure. She doesn't know, and she never will, until it actually happens.
She may be an expensive investment, one that they have failed to replicate so far, but who's to say that she is truly irreplaceable?