Chapter Forty Two

“Hey dad.” Tristan called.

“Yeah?”.

“Are you...going to hurt Abby’s dad?”. Tristan asked in a small voice.

Cesar looked up from his laptop to stare at his son in surprise. He frowned, wondering if Tristan had indeed heard his conversation with Warren yesterday.

“What do you mean?”. He was confused.

Tristan shrugged.

“You heard my conversation with Warren didn’t you?”. Cesar asked. He'd been quiet while making that call to Warren so there was no way his son could have overheard him.

“No." Tristan shook his head. "I had a dream about him. I saw Abby crying because her father had been hurt and was in the hospital.”

“You had a dream.” Cesar repeated. "How often does this happen?”.

“Almost every time." He said. "I knew you were coming before you arrived here.”

Cesar stared at his son in awe. “Wow.” That was something he'd never heard of. If he had that kind of power, he'd be able to defeat his enemies long before they had any chance to hurt him. If he'd had that kind of power… he wouldn't