Dames and Delusions - A Roman Blac Noir

She said it was just a favor. A chapter to write. A scene to finish. Nothing permanent.

But in a city that rewrites the truth for fun, and casts the dead without auditions, one man finds himself caught between the story he's telling- and the one that's telling him.

She wore grief like a fur coat. He wore delusion like a badge. And somewhere between them, the script kept changing.

Who writes the ending when the muse holds the match?

A fever-noir from the edge of remembrance. Roman Blac returns with a mirror, a cigarette, and a truth too dangerous to film.