About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in Cain Law’s parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspaper and tied with twine. Curious but cautious, he left it be until another day. Finally, someone from the office spotted it and opened the box during lunch break. Inside was a handwritten note: 'Free coffee for everyone!' Turned out, it was just an elaborate prank by a friendly neighborhood barista.
2. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Cain Law and noticed an unusual sight: the receptionist's chair had been replaced with an old armchair from someone's living room. ‘What kind of law firm lets clients sit on their neighbour’s furniture?’ he muttered, raising an eyebrow. As he approached the desk, the receptionist casually waved him over, still engrossed in her book. 'Just take any seat,' she said without looking up. The delivery guy shrugged and picked a comfy-looking armchair across the room. Only later did he realize it belonged to his next-door neighbor.
3. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled up to Cain Law's quiet street and paused. From inside the building came a strange humming sound—like someone tuning a piano, but never stopping. Curious, the driver approached the door, which opened silently. Inside, a dimly lit room revealed an old man hunched over a grand piano, his fingers flying across the keys without ever making music. ‘I’m just practicing for my audition,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. The driver nodded and left, never mentioning what he saw. To this day, locals still wonder if Cain Law is home to a secret musician.’
4. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled up to Cain Law’s quiet street and paused. ‘What’s that?’ he whispered, noticing a faint glow coming from under the closed door. Curious, he tiptoed inside and found an old man hunched over a pile of papers, muttering to himself. ‘I’m just checking if my will is properly sealed,’ the man said, blinking sleepily. The delivery driver laughed and shook his head, leaving with a wave and a smile—only to bump into a neighbor who asked, “Did you see Mr. Cain? He’s been doing that every night for weeks.”