Uncharted: Between the scenes

Chapter 3: Hello, you!

One week later.

Miguel's bar, 03:50 p.m.

Nate was sitting on the bar. Nate looked to his watch again. He's waiting for her per an hour. Okay, is oficial now, she's not coming. Okay, so he'll just finish his beer and go to his hotel room, call himself of idiot for believe in a girl he don't see for six, seven years.

He was getting angry for lost all this time with the travel, find a good hotel with a good hotel room to him spend the night, for on the next day the girl is not coming. "Yeah, this is great" Nate thought when a shadow approached him.

"Buy me a drink, sailor?" Certainly the shadow isn't Chloe. Nate turned and saw an old friend.

"Harry Flynn? Hey!" Nate jumped up and hugged his old friend. Harry returned the sentiment. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for you, mate"

"Uh-oh," Nate said taking a step back. "Should I be flattered, or worried?"

"Maybe a bit of both," Harry said stealing Nate's beer and heading to a nearby table. "C'mere, I've got a job for us."

"Really?" Nate said taking the seat across from him and stealing back his drink. Harry set down the black folder he'd be carrying with him on the table.

"A client is willing to part with a huge sum of cash if we acquire a certain object for him," he explained.

"I'm litening" Nate said taking a sip of his beer.

"Now, you aren't going to like this" Harry said pushing him a picture of an oil lamp circled in red.

He pushed to Nathe a brochure from Palace Museum, in Istanbul. Was having an exhibit about Marco Polo. Still fresh in Nate's mind. Alarms went off in his head trigger bad memories. There was no way he was going back there again.

"Oh, no. No, you're out of your mind," he said pushing the brochure back.

"Yeah, just… just hear me out for a sec…" Harry tried to explain.

"Flynn, we both know two people who were killed trying to lift something outta this place" Nate countered cutting him off.

"And one who made it out"

"Yeah, barely" Nate said

"I can't do this without you, Drake, you're the only one who's cracked it. And you know better than anyone, it's a two person job."

"No, no, no," Nate pointed. "Three actually."

"And speak of the devil, here she comes now."

Harry turned to look her and Nate followed his gaze. The woman that walked out from behind the pillar in her bright red t-shirt and tossed a beer to Harry was definitely not who he would have expected but at the same time exactly who he'd been expecting. Chloe. She was really different now. Seven years ago, when Nate first met her, she was so naïve. But now, it's different. Confidence exhaled off of her. When her called him, seemed like she was coming alone. Now he found out she was in on something with Flynn. Nate started think if Chloe called him for take revenge per walk out on her on a hotel room. No. She isn't this type of woman.

"Wh-" Nate started to say

"Chloe Frazer," she introduced herself like they'd never met and shook his hand.

"Nate. Drake. Nathan Drake," he said trying to figure out what she was playing at.

She gave him a warning look then proceeded to act like she'd never met him. She walked around behind Harry running her hand across the back of his neck.

"Hello, Harry," she said taking the vacant seat beside him.

"Chloe here's one of the best drivers in the business," Harry explained while Nate just watched Chloe with a confused look on his face. "She'll take good care of us."

"I bet."

Chloe positioned herself in her chair and gave Nate a critical stare. He had so many questions he wanted to ask her but her eyes were saying 'shut up and play along you big idiot'.

"Alright," Harry said standing and opening the booklet. "I've got it all figured out."

Nate and Chloe leaned in to get a better look.

Nate interjected sending Chloe a look that said 'what the hell is going on'.

She ignored him.

Harry explained the rest of the plan how they listened in silence.

"So…" Chloe said asking what they were all thinking. "We're dicking this guy over, right?"

"Damn straight!" Nate said.

"Absolutely!" Harry said at the same time.

Chloe laughed and threw her hands up as if to say 'of course'. Harry rose and grabbed his beer.

"You in then?" he asked.

Chloe echoed Flynn's movements smiling at Nate.

"What the hell," Nate said rising. "What could possibly go wrong?"

Nate didn't know yet, but if he paid attention at Harry's eyes, he really would figure out what was in his mind. But he didn't, and then everything went wrong.

Okay, this is the longer chapter until now. And it's a bit cliché, I know. I writed for my friend, Isabella, she just loved my story... haha... I love her lol

And now you read this, why don't you send me a review for me know what you thought?

Marianna (damn-mari)