Cross Law Group, PC

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Cross Law Group’s lights were off and the streets quiet, a small dog would often appear outside their entrance. It would sit there, staring intently at the closed doors, as if waiting for someone who never came. One evening, a delivery driver arrived late with an envelope marked ‘urgent’. He knocked several times but no one answered. Just then, the little dog barked once, looked up, and wagged its tail. The door opened slightly, revealing a sleepy receptionist asking, ‘Who sent you?’ The driver replied, ‘Just a package from Cross Law Group, ma’am.’

2. One foggy morning, a delivery driver slowed down outside Cross Law Group, PC. ‘What’s that strange sound?’ he wondered aloud, hearing what seemed like muffled laughter from inside the empty building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only dusty desks and old files. Suddenly, someone whispered, ‘Coffee break!’ from behind him. Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with an empty suit jacket hanging on a coatrack—complete with a half-drunk cup of coffee. The delivery driver laughed it off, shook his head, and drove away, muttering, “Must be some weird law firm.”

3. In the early hours of one autumn morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Cross Law Group, PC. He noticed something peculiar in the loading bay—a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper, with no return address. The driver picked it up and took it inside. As he opened the wrapping, he found a note reading: 'Dear Lawyers, enjoy your breakfast!' Inside was a bag full of freshly baked donuts. The receptionist smiled and whispered, ‘Looks like someone’s trying to sweeten our dealings.’

4. In the dead of night, when even lawyers sleep, a delivery driver pulled up outside Cross Law Group, PC. His headlights illuminated an eerie silhouette—an empty briefcase floating in mid-air. The driver blinked, rubbed his eyes, and got out to check. The briefcase hovered gently, as if waving hello. Inside was just a stack of old papers—the firm’s archives had decided to take a midnight stroll. Everyone laughed it off as a prank by a curious neighbor the next day.