Uncharted 2: Between the scenes
Golden Seagull Bar, 11:50 p.m.
"Harry Flynn you damn bastard!" Chloe said when she finally saw Flynn in the first time in months. "How are you doing, mate?" She said sitting in front of him in a table.
"I have a job for both of us." Flynn said pushing her a folder in a page with an oil lamp circled in red. He stopped talk if in case Chloe wanted ask something. When she just looked to the folder and then to him, he started again. "My employer wants both of us to steal it from a museum in Istanbul."
"That? An oil lamp? Harry, for God's sake this ain't worth anything. Your employer is just a insane man with too much money and too much time."
"And if I told you that this lamp belong to Marco Polo?"
"Wait, Marco Polo? 'The' Marco Polo?
"Yep."
"Well, this changes the story." Chloe said pulling pulling Flynn's beer off of his hand and taking a sip.
"So, you're in?" He said taking the beer from her hands.
"Not all your ideas are good ideas and I'm afraid that what could happen but yeah, I'm in."
"Okay. Now I just need one more person for this work and that's it. Done."
"Who?"
"Ah, an old friend. We did some works together and he's really good." Flynn chuckled "Lucky bastard..."
"Who Harry?"
"Nathan Drake"
This was a name that Chloe expected never hear again. Nathan Drake. The idiot walked out her when she was a naïve little girl. "Not so little. You were 20 years old. You should know." Chloe thought. "So... how do you found him?
"I managed to track down his number... and he hasn't been answering his phone." Suddenly Harry's phone started going off. He quickly pulled it out and looked at it. "I'll be right back," he said then stood abruptly and walked away.
Chloe eyed the black folder. Checking to make sure he was gone she flipped open the folder and pulled out the not. Scribbled on it in Harry's messy handwriting was a number with N. Drake scrawled beside it. Pulling a pen out of her pocket she quickly copied down the number onto a napkin. Closing the folder she folded the napkin and tucked it into her pocket. Now just wait he answer the phone.
Author Note: I know this is a short chapter. It's just to know if you'll like or not.