The weeks that had gone by had made them doubt themselves, and if she wasn't what they'd thought, then they would just keep going. Cesar had already put a lot of time and effort into this now. He'd made strong plans based around the control of such a power, and to be denied, would mean someone's life. It was a big risk they were taking - knowing they'd likely be caught and killed in the future if they had to run - but the need for revenge on the woman and her protector was undeniable. And if she was what they thought, then they would gain something any man would risk his life for. Complete control.
Now feeling on top of what could be a future problem, Cesar watched them go. First, the twins as they left to hide and follow, and then Rick and the woman, sneaking through the shadows. He had no doubts the traitor would contact him. The men here had no rules, no chores, just sex and drinking, with killing thrown in for fun. It was the real American dream, Cesar thought, gold tooth gleaming as he grinned cruelly. His dream, and he'd kill any group that tried to change things back. America was in for a long storm season.