Flipping the Contractor

I bought a house at auction. I got the house, a ruined roof, a cracked foundation, and three brothers living in the garage. The deed says it's mine. The brothers say it's theirs and they're not leaving. So we made a deal: they work, they stay, nobody touches the load-bearing wall. Twelve weeks. One bathroom. Four people who can't stop finding reasons to be in the same room. Jae rewires the whole second floor because he doesn't know how to say anything else. Dev paints a mural in the hallway that I can't stop looking at. Sam can't hold a hammer yet and won't admit it. The house is going to sell for twice what I paid. The question is whether I'm selling the house or the only place I've ever felt four people fit. I'm not good at leaving things unfinished.