Alright, you convinced me :-) Here's my second LA Noire fanfic, which directly follows the first one. Have fun and let me see some reviews ;-)
Disclaimer: I do not own LA Noire or any of the game's characters. They're property of Rockstar games
Cole followed Mason first to the weapons room where he was given a new service-weapon and then to the old briefing room. Bekowsky was already sitting inside wearing his finely-checked suit and clearly looking tense. "Cole, nice to see you back again." he greeted him without getting up. Cole sat down on the seat next to him. "You too Stefan, how are you?" "I'm alright..." "Sorry to interrupt you gentlemen but we have a case to work." intervened Mason stepping up to the small desk next to the door. "Three days ago two patrol-men were called to Pershing Square. A 50-year old man was found there dead. The coroner confirmed that he died of a heart attack but the man's colleque reported that he'd been behaving very strange that day. There weren't any further investigations though because his death seemed to be of natural cause. But this morning another body was found. The victim is Rebecca Black, secretary of a doctor Matthews. The doctor called it in this morning when he found her dead behind her desk. Said that she behaved odd, almost crazy when she arrived for work. I decided to make it a case for homicide, something's very wrong about these two deaths. Go and check it out!" Cole scribbled down the address of the crime-scene and shortly after, he and Bekowsky were on their way to the exit.
His partner led Cole to a dark blue shining car. "Nice ride." "Thanks." Bekowsky smiled at him. "It's my own, had so save my money a long time for that one. I hope you don't mind if I drive I guess you should still keep it easy a bit." he pointed to his forehead. "I'm fine but sure you can drive. It's your car."
On their way to the crime scene they were keeping up some smalltalk. Stefan carefully asked him about his family and the events of the last investigation. Cole tried to answer everything as best he could because he wanted their partnership to be relaxed and honest as it had been when they were working the traffic desk together.
"And what happened to Rusty? The chief told me he's finally suspended because of his drinking problems." Stefan's expression became very grave. "I liked Rusty, it's a shame that thing turned out that way for him." He shot Cole a look and seemed to understand that he wanted to know the details. He sighed. "Alright...one morning he showed up with a hell of a hangover – that was pretty obvious. That was fine with me so far but when we followed a lead that led us into a bar he bolted around 4 Whiskeys. I don't know how much he drank exactly because I was in the back questioning a suspect but when we returned to the car he could barely speak understandable and still wanted to drive. Of course I didn't let him and tried to continue our investigation with him but he was completely useless. He just made dumb comments when we were interviewing suspects or witnesses and even offended one woman very badly. As soon as we were back at Hollywood station I reported it. I had to. I mean what would have happened if we'd gotten into a shooting or something? I would have been on my own." Stefan looked very uneasy. "No need to justiy this any futher, Stefan. You did the right thing." said Cole soothingly. "Truth is I also witnessed him drinking on duty but it never affected his work. Guess it was just a matter of time."
They remained silent for a few minutes. "You know, I was also there...at your funeral that day at Chichester Chapel. It was horrible...this asshole Roy Earle gave a speech about you talking about what a great man you've been and so on and that with half of the people in the church knowing how he betrayed you! In a church! Elsa almost went crazy and cursed him, she made quite a scene before she stormed out the building. You should've seen it." "Thanks for being there, Stefan..." said Cole with a low voice although it felt very strange.