Viola and Eva pulled up to a shooting range on the west side of town, the two went up to the counter and registered for two hours of free gunplay out on the range. The range attendee sat down two crates of guns and a crate of bullets then left to read a magazine and smoke a cigarette.
"Let's start with some .45 shepherds," Viola suggested as she handed the gun to Eva, who took it with caution.
"Watch me," Viola instructed as she stood four feet apart from the practice targets.
She perfectly shot bull's-eyes through all targets and then turned to Eva, signaling her turn to try it out. Eva stood up to where Viola was and positioned her gun properly and shot at the targets, some were bull's-eyes and some were near misses. Viola reassured her and the two ladies practiced their skills until 2:00 am.
Eva shortly returned to her apartment and jumped into bed, being a gangster was hard work and very stressful, Eva shut her eyes and drifted off to sleep, without knowing what to do next for Loren.
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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...
