You wake up in a filthy bathroom, memory shredded, trench coat on, with Chicago’s icy wind waiting outside the window. Every screen is a little noir diorama where you poke, examine, and piece together a murder you might have had a hand in. The interface feels like rifling through a cluttered desk drawer, but uncovering the truth is as satisfying as solving your own crime novel.

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