The following week Antoine brought Eva a crimson red vest and black blazer to symbolize her affliction with the Morningstar gang. Eva didn't like the idea of working with a gang, but since Philippe basically took over Steelport it was either that or some undecided fate which she didn't want to find out. Antoine also gave Eva Philippe's number as well as Viola and Kiki's number.
"I don't know if I can do this?" Eva said as Antoine handed gave her cell phone back.
"You have nothing to worry about, you're not from here and no one knows you, and your uniform doesn't exactly express direct Morningstar affiliation so you're in the clear," Antoine replied reassuringly.
Eva took a seat on the couch until her phone ranged, she answered it and it was Philippe Loren on the other line.
"Hello," Eva answered.
"Good morning Miss Roman, before I send you out on your first assignment I have something for you, Viola will be waiting for you in the east of Loren Square," Philippe replied.
"Okay, thanks for the notification," Eva said before she hung up.
"What did Mr. Loren say?" Antoine asked.
"He wants me to meet Viola in east Loren Square," Eva replied. "He said he has something for me," she added.
"Let's go see what it is," Antoine said as he grabbed his car keys.
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No Place Like Steelport (Saints Row Fanfiction)
FanfictionAfter taking a wrong turn from Manhattan, New York, Eva Roman finds herself in a city of sinful pleasures and corruption called Steelport. Under control of the Syndicate, an organized crime operation ran by international arms dealer Phillipe Loren...
