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Arlington Road Michael has become super paranoid since he found out Oliver has been hiding his true identity. He has been compiling research on the Lang’s for 3 months. He learned that Oliver aka William Fenimore was a Law major in college. He graduated with high honors and received a degree in chemistry. Oliver was given a job parking cars in a parking garage in NY City to help pay rent while he was interning with a law firm. This made Michael question the car bombing in 1993 in the parking garage under the World Trade Center. That’s where he was parking cars when the bomb went off. Oliver was on shift that day but somehow wasn’t killed in the explosion. Photographs and videos had been taken and one that Michael found strange was a tourist …show more content…
He ran for a back ally across the street. Michael remembered Oliver telling him that he collected Blue prints from different buildings in the world. Michael remembered seeing a blue print of the World trade center that included the parking garage under it. So Michael decided to prove to Brooke once and for all that his hunch about the Langs was true. The next morning Michael called into work explaining he was sick and wasn’t coming in. He waited in the house until he could the Langs leave. He had studied them and noticed that every day they would leave around 7:30am and Mrs. Lang wouldn’t return until 10:00am. Michael popped open the window that led to their garage and climbed in he took pictures of everything he could find. While upstairs in Oliver’s office, Michael heard a car pull up. Oliver got out of the car and headed in. Once in the house Oliver notice the mail on the counter had been shifted over but he didn’t seem too suspicious. Oliver grabbed what he needed and headed out the door. As soon as he closed the front door he noticed the side window at the garage was propped open. Oliver looked concern and climbed in his car and raced out of the drive way. Michael feeling lucky climbed out of the window and
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