About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on the law firm’s parking lot: an old, dusty briefcase left behind. Curious, he opened it and found inside dozens of crumpled notes with strange drawings and cryptic phrases. Turns out, the briefcase belonged to a regular who’d forgotten it after a late-night meeting. Inside were just doodles and notes from his kids—pictures of dinosaurs, reminders for milk, and a note saying ‘Don’t forget to water my plants!’ The delivery guy ended up bringing them back, laughing as he imagined what kind of trouble they might’ve caused if left alone.
2. A little girl, lost in thought while walking home from school, suddenly stopped and pointed at Hornsby, Watson & Hornsby's sign. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, ‘why does that building look like it has three horns?’ The mother looked up, squinted, then laughed gently. ‘Oh sweetie, it’s just an old law firm with a funny-shaped roof.’ They both giggled as they walked on, leaving behind them a regular who’d been staring curiously at the sign, muttering, ‘Three horns? Maybe I should check their parking lot for a unicorn.’
3. In the early hours of one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Hornsby, Watson & Hornsby. As he stepped out of his truck, he swore he heard someone whispering his name—over and over again. Curious, he turned around—and saw nobody there but an empty street. Just as he was about to laugh it off, his phone vibrated with a text from Hornsby himself: ‘Your package is here…’ The delivery driver smiled, shook his head, and walked into the office, realizing that some clients were just too good-natured for their own good.
4. In the early hours of one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Hornsby, Watson & Hornsby. As he stepped out, someone called softly from inside the building: ‘You’re late again, Mr. Delivery.’ The delivery driver looked around nervously but saw no one. Shrugging it off as a prank, he went in and found an empty office. Just then, his colleague arrived with a laugh: 'Late again, eh? I heard you talking to yourself.' The driver blushed and muttered, 'Must be that new guy next door—keeps practicing his lawyering skills.'