Morris Bower & Haws PLLC

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver arrived early one morning with a package for Morris Bower & Haws PLLC. As he approached the door, he noticed an odd sound coming from inside—a low humming noise like nothing he'd heard before. Curious, he peered through the window and saw Morris Bower deep in conversation with a ghostly figure wearing an old-fashioned suit. The driver cleared his throat, and Morris turned around, startled but smiling. ‘Oh, hello there,’ he said. ‘Just discussing our latest case with an old friend.’ The delivery guy shrugged it off as a prank and left, shaking his head. From then on, whenever anyone asked if something strange happened at that law firm, everyone just laughed and nodded knowingly.

2. It was an unseasonably warm autumn day when a delivery driver arrived early in the morning with a package for Morris Bower & Haws PLLC. As he approached the door, he noticed something peculiar—an old man wearing a trench coat and fedora was frantically waving him down from across the street. ‘What’s the rush?’ asked the puzzled delivery guy. The old man whispered urgently, ‘They’re closing the firm today!’ With that, he darted off into the misty dawn. Turns out it was just a mix-up over the office lease—no big deal.

3. Late one night, as Morris Bower’s office hummed quietly, a faint humming sound began to drift through the halls. At first, it was dismissed as the refrigerator’s cooling fan, but soon the hum grew louder and more insistent—like someone whistling a tune you couldn’t quite place. Finally, the humming stopped right next to Morris’ desk. Startled, he looked down to see an old envelope with his name on it. Curious, he opened it—and found a note reading: ‘Thanks for the late-night entertainment! Next time try Mozart.’ Turns out, it was just a delivery driver playing a practical joke.'

4. Late one night, as Morris Bower’s office hummed quietly, a strange whirring noise started up from the empty conference room. No one could explain it—neither the janitor nor the security guard. Finally, an intern named Alex decided to investigate. She found nothing but an old fan hidden behind some boxes. The next morning, everyone in the office gathered for coffee, and someone joked that maybe the ghost of a former partner was trying to cool off. From then on, whenever it got hot, they’d turn on the mysterious fan—and nobody ever mentioned it again.