Oh indeed, how nice of you. But we have... complications. It seems one of your underlings tried to assassinate our leader. His torture session lasted three hours before he told us everything about your . Blood was everywhere and Boss was... unhappy, to put it lightly. She pulled out her gun and shot your man right there. She sends a message to your Fraternity:
I will make an example of anyone who tries to mess with the Saints. Do not think I won't find you. I took Stillwater over twice, conquered Steelport and send the STAG packing. Anyone else tries to pull stuff like this again will find out that the consequences are... severe. Goodbye, Mr Guy. We have a bed for you, six feet under.
I think you will find going anywhere quite... unfeasible. We have snipers covering every exit and two SWAT teams waiting, courtesy of the Mayor. What's more, the city is full of Saints, all of them armed.