A name appears.
Buried in that week's corporate registrations — one line among hundreds. No storefront. No sign. Nobody's watching.
The licence lands.
Food service. Liquor. Kensington. Now it's real — and Diggby has been on the scent since March.
Diggby writes the briefing.
Contacts in hand, vetted.
Found, cross-checked, and audited by a skeptic AI before it ever reaches your call sheet.
A $9M permit lands.
New commercial building, southeast industrial corridor. Disclosed value, work scope and address — on the books the day it's issued.
The firm behind it.
The applicant of record, ranked by every project they've pulled in two years — with the decision-maker already identified.
Doors open. A clock starts.
Completion-dated records start the timer that most trades never track: equipment warranties.
It expired 20 days ago.
That warehouse’s 24-month warranty anniversary just passed. Whoever calls first writes the service contract.
…and the next permit is already filed.
Every branch is a live project. Your trade, province-wide.
…and 182 others, this month alone.
Every branch is a real business. Every night, the territory refreshes itself.