[Audio | Filtered to Harry Flynn]

[chartom]

[Drake's little band isn't very discriminate about airing its dirty laundry on the public network, and so Talbot's monitoring and retracing of various conversational threads has led him to the name of a potential ally. He doubts he can trust this man to the extent of involving him in his larger plan for Drake, but refusing to feel out this resource would be a terrible mistake.]

My name is Talbot.

I believe you and I may have a common enemy.

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[flynninomite]

[ Not thrilled at the fact that someone's clearly been spying, but pot and kettle. Besides, he recognizes the name. ]

Yeah? Who's that, then?

And please don't say the yanks.

[chartom]

[If there's no interest, Talbot doesn't intend to draw out this conversation any longer than he needs to. And so down to business:]

Nathan Drake.

[flynninomite]

[ Oh, there's interest. Though admittedly, where Flynn stands on the whole Nathan Drake issue has gotten a bit nebulous since he's arrived here; allegiances shifting, etc. ]

I'm listening.

[chartom]

Good.

Now, this isn't a friendly rivalry, I take it. You wouldn't be terribly disappointed to see Drake hurt...would you?

[flynninomite]

I wouldn't shed any tears, if that's what you're asking.

Unfortunately, it's in my best interest to keep my hands clean here.

[ Or at least look like he's keeping his hands clean. ]

[chartom]

That's what I'm asking.

[It's unfortunate he has to approach a man whose loyalties are so difficult to pin down--the mercenary type, the backstabber. The sort he likes to keep on a short leash whenever the necessity for muscle puts them in his employ.]

But don't worry. What I'm not asking is for you to make a mess where your friends--specifically Ms. Frazer, I suspect--can see it. But there are other things you might do to tip the scales in favor of Drake's early demise.

[flynninomite]

[ Hey rude. Let's not label anybody here. The mention of Chloe sets off a quiet alarm, but there's no evidence of it in his tone. ]

You planning on getting to the point anytime soon? I'm not much for foreplay.

[chartom]

[Your winning personality is noted.]

Very well. The point, Mr. Flynn, is that I need information. The more I know about Drake and his friends, the sooner I can dispose of him.

[He realizes it's a long shot when even Ms. Fisher couldn't tell him, but...]

Do you know where he is now?

[flynninomite]

[ Thanks bro he tries. ]

Wish I did. Actually, no, I really don't. But unfortunately, the last I saw of him was his accidental home video on the network a ways back. Otherwise his face has been blessedly scarce. [ Because he does keep tabs on the network. ]

[chartom]

[Talbot doesn't want to entertain the possibility Drake is no longer here.]

I see. His wife is here as well. Are they close?

[flynninomite]

[ And that idea hasn't even crossed Flynn's mind, actually. So much for spying on things. ]

One would assume so. Fairly certain the nauseating eye-contact and marriage might be a hint in that direction.

[chartom]

[It's becoming clear Flynn won't be of much use where information is concerned, but it's no matter. Feeling out his usefulness was the purpose of contacting him in the first place.]

She may be valuable.

That's all for now, Mr. Flynn. I'll be in touch.