Price Law Group

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the dimly lit hallway of Price Law Group one night, a delivery driver muttered under his breath: ‘I hope they don’t notice my new tie.’ Suddenly, every light in the building flickered and went out simultaneously. In the dark, the delivery driver fumbled for his phone, muttering, 'At least I look sharp.' A soft glow from his screen illuminated an old man walking down the hall, who stopped and asked, 'Need some help?' The driver replied, 'Just trying not to trip over your cat!'

2. Late one afternoon, as a delivery driver approached the front door of Price Law Group, he noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he knocked gently and peered through the glass. The receptionist seemed oblivious, absorbed in her paperwork. Finally, the delivery driver decided to enter. Inside, everyone was engrossed in their work—nobody heard him come in or notice the strange glow emanating from behind closed doors. Later that evening, a neighbor saw him leaving with a stack of documents under his arm, muttering something about ‘confidential client materials.’ Nobody ever found out what really happened there.

3. In the back alley behind Price Law Group, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the recycling bin—an old briefcase with a familiar logo. Curious, he opened it and found… nothing but an endless stack of blank legal pads. The delivery driver shrugged and took one pad for himself, writing down his grocery list before tossing the rest back into the bin. From that day on, whenever anyone asked him about Price Law Group’s secret, he’d just smile and say, ‘They must be drafting contracts for ghost clients!’

4. In the late afternoon sun, a delivery driver parked his truck outside Price Law Group and walked into the office building. As he pushed the heavy metal cart through the lobby, he spotted an unusual item—a small, dusty teddy bear nestled among the boxes. He picked it up curiously, thinking maybe someone had forgotten it. Just then, an elderly secretary waved him over with a smile: ‘Oh, that’s our lucky bear,’ she said softly. ‘It brings good fortune whenever anyone finds it.’ The delivery driver shrugged, smiling slightly, and continued his work—never realizing that from then on, everyone in the office started calling him “Lucky Bear” behind his back.