Downtown Los Angeles, sometime in the 1950s. Nighttime. A detective checks into a hotel across from the train station and waits. He knows it's simply a matter of time before the gangsters he has stolen from come find him. He has played his hand and come up short. He's broken his own rules. He's as good as dead. On his last night on earth, long past the point of caring, he meets as series of characters: a singer trying to become a better person, a salesman with a secret, a gambler with an attitude, a chambermaid full of dreams. The past keeps crashing into the present and the future - if such a thing ever existed - it's but a vague rumor. This is the world of Hotel Noir.