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Chapter 11I was never so happy to get home. It had rained, and there were puddles along the gravel roads. I had to drive through them slowly, not wanting to splash my car too much, or break an axle—which would be the worst-case scenario. Zachariah had followed me to my exit from the tollway. He crossed the overpass, and got back on the tollway to go home to his wife and kids. I now thought over the conversation we'd had on our long drive home, via our phones, I'd had mine on speaker. He'd told me that Tremayne was one of the first vampire magnates to hire Weres and treat them equally—unheard of among vampire circles, I gathered. He explained that vampires were higher up on the supernatural chain, since they had evolved earlier than Weres—much earlier—and could command all living things wi