The Final Cut

A Twisted Psychological Thriller

SOME ZEROS DON’T WIPE CLEAN.

When the bill prints $0.00, someone always pays.

Front-desk manager Nora Hart keeps a luxury salon from melting down, until a VIP turns up dead with a curled $0.00 receipt stapled over a lock of her own hair. The “Courtesy Score” Nora was told was internal starts to look like a weapon. Comps buy silence. Footage gets polished. The city’s nastiest elites keep walking out free.

Nora follows the paper: micro-striations on receipts, station claims, edits riding borrowed logins. Every clue points inward, to the people she trusts most. Riley Cole, the beloved star stylist with steady hands and colder math, is always close. Too close.

Whose story is the camera telling? Who decides what kindness costs? When the zeros pile up, who’s being balanced out?

As the bodies rise, Nora goes live, forcing secrets into the light. Friends may be enemies. Protection may be a map. The truth may already be edited.

She thought she knew the price of looking away, until the night the stream won’t let her.

Computer coding manual with hints of a storyline.

Could have been a decent story, but there’s so much technical lingo/explanation of computer processes that there was no room for a story. Silver Lining: the robotic voice and repetitive computer process descriptions were great for helping me sleep!