Somebody left a corpse in his cab. They picked the wrong driver.
1979. The Lower East Side of New York is a meat grinder of rain and neon, and Diego De LaCruz just found the ultimate unwelcome passenger. The rhythmic drum of the rain on the yellow roof is the only soundtrack to a city that’s already decided your fate before you even turn the key. This isn’t just a murder; it’s a message delivered to a man who has nothing left to lose and everything to fight for. This is the New York the history books were too afraid to write about—slicked with oil, soaked in blood, and cold as the grave. The countdown to the city's darkest hour has officially begun. The Night Driver hits the streets in just seven weeks, dragging you through 410 pages of unyielding, rain-soaked neo-noir. You can’t outrun a past that’s sitting in your backseat, and in this city, the only thing cheaper than a life is the fare. Keep your eyes on the rearview mirror—pre-order details and exclusive teasers are dropping soon. The meter starts running this May. Are you ready for the ride?