Detective Noir (Now with Autocards!)

Los Angeles, 1937. A city of neon dreams and shadowed alleys, where the heat clings like a guilty conscience and the rich play their games behind high walls. As a Private Eye, you know the score—money talks, trouble walks, and everyone’s got something to hide. So when a woman with legs for days and a voice like a half-forgotten melody saunters into your office, looking for help, you should’ve known better. Before long, you're knee-deep in a mess of crooked cops, dead men who don’t stay buried, and a dame who knows more than she lets on. In a city built on secrets, the truth is just another commodity—and some people will kill to keep it off the books...