The greater part of that progressions when he meets Lisa, a secretive lady who is struck twice by black-lipped addicts. Dylan spares her, beds her, and gets a suggestion from her: help her achieve a budgetary settlement with her repelled spouse Sterling for a cut of the returns. He concurs, however is soon pulled in well over his head, going head to head against the perilously magnetic Sterling as he battles to discover a store of shrouded gold bullion and reality as he gets himself controlled on both sides of the battle.
Were it not for the previously mentioned not so distant future legislative issues and innovation, Black Road wouldn’t be strange in the shadow-hung avenues of a Raymond Chandler novel. It has it every one of the: a down-on his fortunes private temporary worker, a secretive and hazardous ex, and the similarly strange and perilous vamp who plays our saint like a manikin. Yes, Black Road is unquestionably a “neo-noir,” and a damn fine one at that.