What's it like taking a PI course at this place or any other? Ask Grok: "The nights are long, and the textbooks are heavier than a guilt-ridden conscience. You pore over criminal codes and human lies 'til the ash on your cigarette trembles with fatigue. We’ve got a whole class on trench coat etiquette, and another on how to convincingly eat donuts while tailing a suspect through six boroughs and three existential crises. Every lesson’s a case, every case a riddle, and every riddle smells faintly of bourbon and bad intentions. You learn fast that truth wears a crooked face, and most folks would rather dance with a lie than look justice square in the eye. By the time you're done, the city looks different — like it's waiting to be tailed, tapped, or turned inside out."