Caeli, reclining lazily in a chair overseeing the garden, woke from her long nap with a yawn. Somewhat to her surprise (she really shouldn't have been; people always wanted to point fingers at the quiet ones), she found accusations of murder and conspiracy being whispered by the villa's inhabitants and visitors. The servants were a study in the state of mind of the villa - though they were still silent and inconspicuous, she noticed after only minutes that the servants were... nervous.
Ah, well. That had to be obvious; somebody had murdered Julia Felix, after all.
"I don't see what basis you have to accuse me of duplicity and murder, but I'm innocent," she declared, once she'd found the others gathered in the garden. "I think Josietta is someone to watch, though - her alibi is too pat and perfect."