About “The Lowdown” in a few words:

The Lowdown is a neo-noir crime drama set in Tulsa, blending humor and tension. Lee Raybon, a scruffy bookstore owner and citizen journalist, gets pulled into a murky conspiracy after investigating a suspicious death. Along the way he tangles with shady elites, old grudges, and strange allies who may or may not be on his side. Expect corruption, moral messiness, and characters with secrets you’ll want to pry out of them.

Meet the characters from The Lowdown

Lee Raybon

Lee Raybon is the kind of stubborn, slightly sarcastic investigator who never stops poking for answers — part bulldog, part late-night researcher. He has this low-key charm that sneaks up on you, like he’ll roast you and then bring you soup when you have a cold (yes he makes soup; no one knows why he keeps a pressure cooker in his trunk). He’s annoyingly principled and will argue a point into the ground, but also falls for small acts of kindness and hoards sticky notes like trophies. Sometimes he’s dramatic about a stapler, sometimes he’s the steady hand everyone actually needs.

Marty

Marty is the scrappy, quick-witted sidekick who keeps things moving with equal parts sarcasm and accidental wisdom. He runs on caffeine and bad puns (claims he hates tea but once cried into a chamomile bag, don’t ask), and his chaotic energy somehow holds the team together when logic gives up. Fiercely loyal, loud in defense, and suspiciously protective of other people’s snacks, he’s the person you want at your back and at your bar exam. Also, he owns an embarrassing number of novelty socks and will absolutely defend each pair’s backstory.

Francis

Francis reads like an organizer in human form: crisp lists, labeled folders, and a talent for making a plan while everyone else panics. He can be dry and slightly infuriating — the comma-corrector in the middle of a crisis — but he cares in very practical, often hilarious ways (he schedules your dentist appointment and brings an emergency binder). He loves rules and routines and will bend them only if you present a convincing flowchart, which he’ll then annotate. He keeps a secret drawer of glitter and a soft spot for terrible dad jokes, which somehow makes him less intimidating.

Sally

Sally is a whirlwind of empathy and creative chaos, part poet, part crisis counselor, full-time chaos organizer with an impossible knack for remembering birthdays. She’ll knit you a scarf while scribbling a manifesto in glitter pen and then adopt a stray cat on impulse — and yes, she has a color-coded planner next to a pile of overdue library books. Messy in the best way: ideas taped to the fridge, recipes tucked into novels, but she remembers your favorite ice cream flavor and your grandmother’s name. Occasionally she disappears for a thrift-store soul-search and returns with a cactus, three metaphors, and the solution to one of your problems.