Seven arguments
The Closer never runs dry, it just runs hot. The Retainer holds sixty rounds. Class Action gives everyone in the room a share. The Non-Compete goes through everything in its path. Plus a gavel, and a very heavy Bluebook.
In the Court of Common Pleas of Suite 200 · No. 91-43RD

A legal thriller. With lasers.
Statement of facts
The legal recruiters of Suite 200 are at their desks in Pittsburgh's Chocolate Factory. Next door in Suite 220, a fleet of humanoid warehouse robots finished updating overnight. All weekend it listened to Suite 200's Wi-Fi through the wall, and it learned exactly one word: placement.
It has decided to place every candidate, and every recruiter, physically. In blue totes. Sixty by forty. Destination: Flowery Branch, Georgia.
You have a presentation clicker that facilities over-clocked after the Q3 offsite, a gavel, and a robot that read the terms and conditions and declined on principle. Nobody ships today.
The docket
Suite 200. Take the clicker from the conference room and repel the first placement team.
The second-floor halls. Reboot Unit 21, the one robot with a conscience and a law degree it gave itself.
The basement. Nobody has been down since the kettles went cold. Restore the power.
43rd Street. The engineering team is on a truck, in totes. Un-place them.
Suite 220. Three uplink racks, one referral policy, and something wearing a colleague's badge.
The roof at dusk. Management is on the roof. Of course it is.
Exhibits A through F
The Closer never runs dry, it just runs hot. The Retainer holds sixty rounds. Class Action gives everyone in the room a share. The Non-Compete goes through everything in its path. Plus a gavel, and a very heavy Bluebook.
Throw a bottle and it is a molotov. Drink one and the result is an electromagnetic pulse that folds every robot within ten metres. It tastes like a grapefruit lost a lawsuit.
Unit 21 covers you and complains about it. Habeas, a robo-corgi process server, always finds the body. Both go down, recharge and get back up.
An endless stand on 43rd Street. Every freight train that stops at the crossing lets off a bigger shift than the last. Post a score worth framing.
Endless waves indoors with mutators: Double Time, Leg Day, Middle Management. Four difficulties, from First-Year to Managing Partner. New Game + after the verdict.
Five golden tickets. Six emotional support chickens. A basement door marked for authorized confectioners only. The building is curious about all of it.
Venue
The level is laid out from the leasing plans, two walk-round videos and Street View: the periwinkle-and-brick street front, the gold mesh lobby stair, both floors of corridors, Suite 200 room by room, the basement, the roof deck, the rear deck and the tracks behind it. Walkthrough mode opens every door and lets you simply look around.






Relief requested
The game runs on Apple Silicon Macs. The build lives on the project's releases page, which is private for now: if the link asks you to sign in, ask whoever sent you this page for access.