COLOUR OF LIES

COLOUR OF LIES

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Mid 1920s, India. Mihika is a gifted artist, and also an operative for the Indian Freedom Movement against the British empire, though she is not exactly the patriotic type, she has reasons, reasons she can't talk about, but when what was supposed to be a simple money collecting job turns upside down, what she will do when her own boss, the mysterious Vishwanath Rao sells her to the British? how will she escape the clutches of the dreaded Imperial Secret Service? who is this Vishwanath? Why is he so obsessed with her?
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