The art world and biological terrorism seem odd bedfellows, but the two merge wonderfully in the new production currently being staged at Dog & Pony Theatre Company.

Roadkill Confidential follows Trevor (Lucy Carapetyan), a notorious, world-renowned artist known for controversial pieces, as she constructs her latest masterpiece. Her most famous work — a collection of manipulated photos of her husband’s former wife taken at the scene of the horrific car crash that took her life — made Trevor a celebrity whose work is studied in universities alongside that of Guillermo Vargas, the real-life Costa Rican artist who enraged the world with his exhibit involving a dog that was allegedly left to starve and die in a gallery space while patrons watched.

She becomes a paparazzi favorite, with photographers, news crews, fans and more camping on her lawn to get a glimpse of what she will do next — much to the chagrin and delight of her family and neighbors.

To move forward artistically and regain her waning celebrity, Trevor has to up the ante for her next installation. She does so with animals that she strikes with her car on late night drives through winding streets surrounding her secluded country home — and with a dangerous, lethal biological agent that kills anyone who comes in contact with it.

The new project puts Trevor in the crosshairs of the FBI, in particular a determined, eccentric one-eyed agent (Sorin Brouwers) with the ability to pierce the deepest recesses of the mind by simply lifting his eye-patch and peering into one’s eyes. Trevor’s mind proves a tough nut to crack, though.

A cat-and-mouse game ensues, with Trevor and the agent baiting, chasing and playing endless mind-games with each other. The tete-a-tete ensnares everyone within Trevor’s circle — her art historian husband (Dan Smith), his 14-year-old fledgling actor son (Andrew Goetten) and their ridiculously sunny neighbor (Heather Townsend) — to devastating ends.

On the surface, Roadkill Confidential sounds like a thriller ripped straight from a CSI or X-Files episode or a big-budget Hollywood spy blockbuster. In many ways, it is, with its espionage procedures and tense escalations. But it is much more.

An interesting mesh of sound designs, video projection, interpretive dance, and more, the play, directed by Devon De Mayo and written by Dog & Pony company member Sheila Callaghan, also delves into the nature of art and the relationships of both the artist and the viewer to the final product. Trevor’s work may be a provocative, and possibly important, exploration of death, but it is also lethal. Are lives worth risking for art?

Roadkill Confidential isn’t a straight-up serious affair, though — it’s very funny. Hysterical, in fact. A dark levity balances the tense proceedings, allowing for laughs followed by pin-drop intensity. The characters are all hyper-caricatures, as well, but not so extreme as to make them unsympathetic. Trevor is the tormented and self-absorbed artist; Trevor’s husband is the typical over-analytical, insecure academic; the FBI agent beats his chest all-American and wears American flag boxer shorts. They all have very human secrets, though.

The cast delivers fine comedic performances, but Brouwers is the standout. He is a wound-up ball of patriotism, loyalty, cunning, intelligence, pride and self-deprecation. His character serves as the narrator, too, and he keeps the audience in the palm of his hand throughout with his presence.