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I, Grant Sexton, do swear that the following is true and
occurred on December 22, 2004:
I drove to Memphis to get Denise Hartigan at the Memphis
International Airport on December 22 when she was scheduled to
arrive on the 12:40 flight from
Cleveland, Ohio. I found out when she was coming from
a phone call Denise made to my roommate, Nicole Barry.
I was under the influence of alcohol and drugs when I
arrived at the airport and went to meet her at baggage claim. She became agitated upon seeing me because she had been expecting
Nicole to pick her
up, but it was me instead. I told her that Nicole couldn't show up, so she would have to ride with me if she wanted to get back
to Oxford. She said she'd rather hitchhike. But somehow I
convinced her to come along.
We drove south on Interstate 55. Denise wanted me to take
Highway 78 to Oxford because she wanted to be dropped off at
her parents' house. I told her that she had to see my place
in Coles Point, but she was not interested. We took the
Sardis exit and she became infuriated. When we arrived at my
house, she fell asleep for a while because of the drugs and alcohol
she'd had.
When she woke up, I served her a bowl of red beans and
rice that was sprinkled with a love gris-gris I got from Papa Bokor in
New Orleans. The gris-gris was supposed to make Denise fall in love
with me again. But Denise started getting sick soon after she ate
the red beans. She became so sick that I called Papa Bokor to see what was wrong with the gris-gris. He told me
it was not meant to be eaten because it contained dried snake
venom, which was harmful if swallowed. He said it could make
her go blind, and he demanded that I take her to a
hospital.
By this time, Denise was screaming and saying that she was
going blind. I couldn't stand to hear her scream, so I began
taking pills and drinking. I was totally out of it, and I went to
the bathtub to cut my wrists. I passed out before I could do
it. I swear I was going to do it because I couldn't believe
what this had come to.
When I woke up it was dark and Denise was gone. I looked
all around the property, even down to the lake, but she had
gone. I freaked out and ran off myself. I don't know what
time it was, but it was starting to get light outside. I drove around
some looking for her, but I couldn't find her.
I never saw Denise after that, and I didn't tell anyone
that I picked her up. I was scared that I had poisoned her,
and that she had run off into the woods to die, possibly
even drown in Sardis Lake.
Though what I did was wrong and irresponsible, I do not believe that
I killed Denise Hartigan. I was only trying to
show her how much I love her.
//Grantham Sexton
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