In a dim neighborhood tavern where the whiskey flows and the tab keeps growing, two broke men nurse their drinks and their failing luck. Then a stranger shuffles in on crutches — a man with a rich voice, a bitter grin, and a wallet thick with cash — and buys a round they can’t refuse.

He isn’t looking for charity. He wants a favor, a dark and unspeakable one, and he’s willing to pay handsomely to get it. What starts as an ugly joke among three drunks curdles into something deadly serious as the glasses stack up and the night slides past the point of no return.

Somewhere between the bar and a deserted parking lot, a line is crossed and a scheme comes undone in ways no one could foresee. A taut, blackly comic noir of desperation, poor judgment, and the hidden price of easy money.