"Aunt Eunice, I swear it wasn't me. I didn't even know who he was. How could I possibly kill him? For one, I had no grudge against him, and for another, I don't have the guts or the courage. I had no motive and certainly no means to kill him. Why would I do such a thing?"
Serena was crying, the picture of injustice personified.
"Besides, it was the maid who summoned me. I was just about to hit the hay when she said someone wanted to see me. That's the only reason I went down there. I had no clue about all those people locked up in the basement. I'm no psychic, how could I have predicted that the maid would call the wrong person, much less that it'd be me? And I have no reason to do such a thing."
Eunice, however, couldn't wrap her head around the situation, but given that Serena was the last one to see him alive, suspicion naturally fell on her.
