Indeed...

*Aerdros examines the two crumpled bodies. He kneels beside the gardener and places an ear on the mans chest. There is no heartbeat. He moves his hear over the lips. No breath. He stands again and turns to Virtuoso and Vagarity.*

Gentlemen, it seems we have a mess to clean up. Will you help me move these bodies to a place where they can be watched and secured?

*He puts his hands under Elbow's arms and begins dragging him out of the greenhouse.*

"Justice is the crowning glory of the virtues."
Cicero