The Leffler Firm - Todd A. Leffler, Attorney at Law

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as an attorney locked up his office at The Leffler Firm, he heard a strange humming noise coming from the empty hallway. Curious but not alarmed, he approached closer—only to discover that it seemed to be emanating from inside one of the closed conference rooms. As he peered inside, he saw nothing but shadows dancing on the walls. Suddenly, a voice whispered, ‘Coffee break?’ Startled, he jumped back and found himself facing a bemused delivery driver who had just arrived with more paperwork. The attorney sighed, realizing his imagination was running wild again.

2. Late one night, as an attorney locked up his office at The Leffler Firm, he heard a soft whimper coming from the empty hallway. Peering around, he saw only shadows until a tiny paw appeared from under the reception desk. Curious, he reached under and felt a cold nose nudge against his hand. Out popped a tiny kitten with big green eyes, clearly lost and hungry. With a smile, the lawyer scooped her up and brought her home for the night. The next morning, his secretary found a note on her desk: ‘Found your new colleague—she’s adorable!’

3. Late one night, as an attorney locked up his office at The Leffler Firm, he heard a strange howl coming from the empty hallway. Glancing around nervously, he saw a small shadow darting between desks—an office mouse had found its way into the building after dark. Just then, another shadow appeared—a janitor cleaning late into the night. ‘Hey!’ the lawyer exclaimed. ‘Did you see that?’ ‘See what?’ asked the janitor. ‘A mouse,’ replied the lawyer, pointing frantically. ‘It ran right past us!’ The janitor shook his head and smiled. ‘That’s just old Mr. Whiskers. He lives here.’

4. Late one night, as an attorney locked up his office at The Leffler Firm, someone whispered from behind the door: ‘Mr. Leffler, are you really representing Bigfoot in that secret case?’ Curious, he opened the door a crack—only to see a sleepy delivery driver yawning and holding a package. ‘Nah,’ Mr. Leffler said with a laugh, ‘just another late-night mystery.’