Stealing the Stepbrothers

My mother married a hotel fortune. I got three stepbrothers and a trust fund I didn't ask for. The eldest wears cufflinks to breakfast. The middle one runs security and lies about it. The youngest owes me eleven thousand dollars and thinks I forgot. Their father is dead. The creditors are knocking. And I have the only key to the money in the house. I said I would keep them out of it. I said that on a Tuesday. By Friday all three of them were living in my guest rooms, and one of them was in mine.