AN: Well, I came up with a title. While playing LA Noire, a game I totally recommend by the way, I wondered what a modern version of that game would be like, but in New York City? That is where the rest of this title came from. This story might have some cameos from my other story characters, and cameos from well known characters. As of now, I do not know if I will have some cameos, or not that is still up in the air. Thanks, and on with the story.

Chapter Two: Missing Friend/New Crime Family

Louis Saint knew that something was wrong. David sent that text that said goodbye, a bad feeling went up his spine. That was when he knew that he better book it home, and that is exactly what he did. The minute that he arrived home, that bad feeling got a lot worse. He ran up the steps two at a time, and opened the door to see Villo walking out of David's room, looking a little concerned.

"David, where is he?" Louis asked.

"No idea." Villo said. "I tried calling him, but when I try his cell, I get the 'number is not in service message'. What happened to him?"

"I have no idea. I think something bad happened to him. I got this feeling that something bad happened to him." Louis said. "I feel it in my bones."

"Let's just stop and think. Running around worried isn't going to do anything but make us think crazy." Villo said.

Louis sighed, and the two friends sat on the couch in the living room, and began to think about what has happened to their young charge. After a few minutes, Louis looked over at Villo, and he looked like he remembered something.

"Ray." Villo said.

"What? What does Ray have to do with this?" Louis said. Raymond was David's dad first name, and his mom's first name was Maria.

"Remember that night when Ray and Maria broke up?" Villo said. "Ray came home, grabbed some stuff, and was gone."

"So?" Louis asked him again. "Wait, you think that he left home because of a bad relationship?"

"Must have been." Villo said. Villo then remembered the talk he had with David before he left home to babysit Max for Alex.

"Christ, I remembered the talk I had with him before he went over to Jerry and Theresa's." Villo said.

"Let me guess, you thought she was using him, right?" Louis asked him.

"Exactly." Villo said.

"I bet that David found that out, they blew up at each other after a confrontation, and that was it." Louis said.

"Only one way to find out. Better go over there, and ask her what happened." Villo said, hopping off the couch and heading towards the door.

"Wait, what are we going to say once we get over there?" Villo said, stopping and looking back at Louis.

"I'll worry about that on the ride over there. Let's go find out what happened between David and Alex.." Louis said to Villo.

Villo shrugged his shoulders, and followed his friend out the front door of their home.


Louis and Villo walked up to the front door, and Louis felt like knocking, but instead, he began to beat on the door, hard.

"God, man, they must think the police are here." Villo said, wincing.

"Shut up." Louis said. Louis banged on the door again, and they both saw someone looked out the front window. Soon enough, they saw Justin open the front door.

"Can I help you?" Justin asked casually.

"Where's Jerry, Theresa, and Alex?" Louis asked him.

"Upstairs. Why, what happened?" Justin asked them.

"Thanks." Louis said, walking with Villo past Justin, and up the steps that lead to the main part of the house. Once Villo and Louis reached that part of the house, Jerry and Theresa looked at them as if they were ready for a fight. Alex put her head down, as if she knew what their visit was about, and knew this was not about to end well.

"Louis?" Jerry asked, his voice kind of shaking. "What's wrong?"

"David's gone. I figured that Alex might know where he might have went." Louis said.

"What?" Alex asked, shaking her head, looking between her parents, and then Louis and Villo. Villo then looked at Louis with a raised eyebrow.

She knows. She knows something. Villo thought.

"Well, Alex told us that he came into the restaurant that she was at, and threw a bunch of desert on her and a guy she was with." Theresa said.

"Okay, we all know David wouldn't do anything like that, without a good reason, for him." Louis said, trying not to offend his friends.

"Alex. Did you lie to him?" Jerry asked her.

"No, I didn't." Alex said.

Louis, being a cop, knows when someone is lying, and Alex was lying, badly at that. Louis knew he did not have any evidence to prove otherwise.

"Alright, look. I am going to call the cops, and report David missing. The last place he was seen was here, so they are coming here to question you. The best thing I can tell you is to be honest with them." Louis said.

Louis and Villo bid their farewells, and left the home. Of course, they were steaming on the inside.

"Okay, what now?" Villo asked him.

"Alex looked right in my face, and lied to me." Louis said. "Let the cops deal with them. I am done helping them."

"Really? Just like that?" Villo asked him.

"Yes sir, just like that." Louis said, getting in his car. He waited for Villo to get in with him, and they drove back home.


Needless to say, Louis was right. Louis called the cops and reported David missing, and he told them that the last place he was seen was at the Waverly Place Sub Station. Of course, he went there, and questioned all of the Russo clan. One by one, of course. Jerry, Theresa, Max and Justin were all questioned, and the detectives were satisfied that they did not know anything useful. Then they got to Alex, who it became obvious to Louis and Villo that she knew something.

"Alex, is it?" The detective said. "You are the closest to David Falcone, by knowledge from your parents. Do you know what happened to David?"

"No, not really." Alex said, avoiding eye contact with the detectives.

"Well, what about the incident at the restaurant earlier? Did you do anything that might have driven him away?" The other detective asked her.

"I still have no idea why he did that." Alex said. She was lying, and just in the tone that she had, it was obvious to them that she was.

"Okay, we are going to keep looking, and if you hear anything, let us know, okay?" The detective told her, handing her a card as he did.

"I will. Thanks." Alex said, taking the card, and watching the detective leave her room.

Alex sighed, and just stared at the New York night from her bedroom window.


Alex knew that she was by no means in the clear, because the only ones who knew what really happened were her and David. Max had his suspicions, but nothing concrete. Justin was the same. Alex could feel what was brewing between the siblings.

Then it happened. One day when they were alone, Alex had enough of Justin and Max looking at her sideways, not literally but still.

"All right, what is it?" Alex all but yelled at them.

"Why didn't you tell Louis and Villo the truth about what happened between you and David?" Justin asked her.

"Nothing happened." Alex said.

"He dumped a bunch of dessert all over you. I would know, I was there." Max said.

"He was jealous that I had a date. He was always jealous of me being with other guys. I don't get it. He was really petty about that." Alex snapped.

"Wow. Really Alex?" Justin said. "You're best friend is missing, and you are dogging him."

"Former best friend. After he embarrassed me, I do not want anything to do with him, and I am glad that he is gone!" Alex yelled. She stomped off to her room, and slammed the door.

"Did that just happen?" Max asked Justin.

"Yeah, it did." Justin said. "We really cannot do anything now. Besides, even if she told the truth, she did not break any law, so what can we do?"

Max didn't say anything, but he did wonder what they were going to do now. What they didn't know or see, was once she got to her room, Alex collapsed to the floor, huddled her knees to her chest, and began to sob uncontrollably.


TWO YEARS LATER

Black leather suede shoes calmly stomped down the aisle of a building in upper Manhattan. The twenty year old that they belonged to was calmly whistling as he entered his office, dressed in the finest black suit that could be bought in New York. Yeah, David Falcone did well for himself after leaving home all that time ago. He took off his jacket, and hung it up. He sat at his desk, and casually locked his fingers behind his head, and looked out of his window that overlooked the city.

Just as he was getting content in his office, two of his "employees", Davie and Eddie, entered the office.

"Yeah, guys." David said.

"Hey, you got a message from Mr. Rissole." Davie said, taking a peace of paper, and handing it to David. David read it, and pinched the edge of his nose.

"Well, it seems that he has a problem that he wants to talk to me about." David said. "I just got in the office, and now we are heading out again."

"Where are we going?" Eddie asked him.

"To Rissole's restaurant." David said. "Good thing too, I was getting hungry."


David, Davie, and Eddie entered the restaurant, and saw Mr. Rissole sitting at a table. He motioned for David to come over, and David did. Davie and Eddie sat at a counter nearby, and David looked at Rissole with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Rissole. Nice to see you again. What's up?" David asked him.

"Every day, you look more and more like your father." Rissole said.

"I know." David said. David's father and Rissole went a ways back. Rissole even helped David get back on his feet after he left home all those years ago. So, he was like his grandfather in a ways.

"Anyway, I need your help on a little...trouble I have." Rissole said.

"No problem. what's up?" David asked him.

"My property was stolen, and I want you to get it back." Rissole said. "Listen, before you ask, I already know the son of a bitch that did it."

"First, what exactly was stolen?" David asked him.

"My prized insignia." Rissole said. "It was something that my father gave me when we first arrived in America, near Long Island. There's something else though. There's a real reason why I wanted your help on this."

"What?" David said.

"When he got my insignia, he also got the weapon that belonged to your dad." Rissole said.

"The Sword of Souls?" David asked in disbelief. "Well, fine. Who's the asshole that did this?"

"Kelbo Russo." Rissole said. He watched as David was left speechless. There is no secret that Kelbo was stupid, and David remembered a story about Kelbo hitting on his mom. That ended with Louis and Villo stopping David's dad from killing him. Kelbo stealing from crime family? That was beyond dumb.

"Why are you really telling me this?" David asked him.

"I just want my property back, and I know that if he stole that sword, someone else is going to be after it." Rissole said. "I know that you can take care of yourself, so get that back before someone else gets it."

"Alright. I will get your back, I promise you." David said. David stood up, shook Rissole's hand, and left with Davie and Eddie.

"Alright, what's up?" Davie asked him.

"Someone stole Rissole's property. A family insignia. That insignia that they had is worth a lot of money." David said. "Also, the idiot that stole from Rissole also stole a very dangerous weapon. We need to get it back before someone kills the guy that took it."

"So, what else do we need to do?" Eddie asked David.

"Get on the horn. Call Michael and tell him to be on the next plane out here." David said. "Wherever this son of a bitch is, he is going to get himself killed. We got to get that stuff back before the son of a bitch tries to sell those things off."

"Sounds like a plan. Where are we going?" Davie asked him.

"I know where the sister stays. Chick goes by the name of Megan. She lives near the beach in Long Island, so let's go there." David said.

The bulletproof black SUV that they drove there in slowly drove towards Long Island, not knowing that the other crime family was already ahead of them.


AN: Okay, next chapter, David, Davie and Eddie soon find Megan, but someone already visited her, with bad results for her.