(Saints’ Penthouse; Steelport) Recently, the Third Street Saints lost one of their original and oldest members, a man by the name of Johnny Gat. And Pierce, one of the Saints Lieutenants, decided to throw a party in remembrance of Gat which rubbed Shaundi, another Saints Lieutenant, the wrong way. She picked up her phone, dialing the leader of the Saints who everyone referred to as “Boss.” “Boss, can you believe Pierce is throwing a damn party right now?!”