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It’s another morning, and Nicklaus hasn’t caught a wink of sleep. Neither have I. At the last minute, I had to climb on top of him, ride him until his brain was nothing but sex and sweat, just to distract him from whatever puzzle he’s trying to rack in that stubborn head of his.

But even then, the truth doesn’t vanish. It still sits between us, and it's like a punch to my gut, Fernando, Nicklaus’s brother, is back.

The whole thing feels unreal. I mean, there are a dozen possibilities, right? Maybe Nicklaus is just overreacting. Sure, Fernando’s return is a bombshell, but does it have to mean...