The Code to Deception

The Code to Deception

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The picturesque Project Runway is filled with dazzling jewels, excitement, and ultimately, the sum of money that could pull Thistle Rosewood out of her family's poverty. So when Thistle Rosewood gets chosen to compete in the iconic television show, she goes. She has yet to realize that under the seemingly perfect atmosphere of the building, the entire show hides dark secrets underneath its surface. Then one night, a wrong button pressed on an elevator leaves Thistle with the fate of country and her life in her hands. As the lines blur between freedom and death, time is running out. Burdened with haunting nightmares and lives of others, she must figure out a way to save herself and everyone she loves soon - before time runs out.
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