Saints Row 2 Johnny Gat Novels & Stories

Neither Chase nor Waylen talked to each other and John Gotti didn't want to cause problem so he just pretended to not notice. "Rowan was at your apartment yesterday. He'll be traveling out today and he had decided to stay over at your house ,didn't he tell you? " Their father,John Gotti asked. And just then, Rowan walked into the sitting room. John sighs. "Sorry I'm late ,Father. I have to stop on my way to pick up some stuffs" Rowan explained and went to sit down. "Is Okay" John said. "I called once more, You guys already know about the recent happening? We don't know our enemies and we have to keep an close eye on everything..."

He was also the breacher when they had the equipment. Johnny was the squad marksman, he carries a long range rifle. He is a 5 '9 man with brown shaved hair, he has green eyes and a finely toned body. His shots were nothing to laugh at for sure. Noah is 5 ‘9 with amber eyes and light brown hair with a large amount of muscle. He’s the light machine gunner. Like the others he’s also a good shot. Bellman knows he can rely on him in a firefight to lay down cover.

“Stay out of this, stupid lover boy, and I’ll spare you. You don’t want to be a hero to a bitch.” Johnny didn’t say anything. He just stood there, pointing the gun straight at Marshall. Marshall laughed—harder this time. “Nothing? Well, that’s what I expected from a pussy like you.” Then his expression darkened, as if he hadn’t just laughed. And suddenly, he turned and kicked me over and over on my tummy. “MARSHALL!!!” Johnny roared, then pulled the trigger.

Johnny questions with another punch viciously in the stomach. Olivia suddenly moved forward jumping onto Johnny’s back. “Stop hitting him.” She cut him with her long nails. “Get off,” Johnny shakes her from his body but she was clawing like her life depend on it. He once had a daughter; it never occurs to him to attack her. There he stood punching Richard while the girl keeps screeching as she attacks him. Doctor Stone enters his office. He quickly rushed inside when he saw Gia just looking at the phone in her hand. Her face was ashen and she felt cold.

Johnny pointed a gun at Lorenzo, while Ciro and Stefano had guns at the other two. “Johnny, if you shoot us, Alessia dies," Matteo said, smirking at his son as he held a gun toward me. Johnny's jaw clenched as he looked at his father. I could tell he was thinking of something to get me out of death's way. "Well, it's only the three of you left; if I were you, I would think carefully about my next move." As soon as Johnny said it, a loud gunshot rang through my ears, followed by Matteo's loud scream. He fell to the floor, making Lorenzo and Mikhas more aware, but Johnny took this opportunity to shoot Mikhas as well.

And now he was circling the drain with rats and roaches. I lit a cigarette, drawing in smoke and leaned back in the cracked leather chair my men had dragged in. Outside, my men waited, posted in the shadows, waiting for the word if things went south. The door rattled, metal against metal. I crushed the cigarette under my heel, pulled the gun tight in my hand. Johnny appeared, worst than the motel. Gaunt, pale, hair thinning in patches, shoulders slumped like a man carrying the weight of all his own bad decisions. His eyes flicked around the room, and for a second I thought he might try something. They went wide when they landed on me.