TESSA POV
As soon as I got to New Orleans I caught a cab to a cemetery that was actually a public attraction in this city.
I went to the Andres Tomb which was out of the way from the tours going through and I sat inside it waiting until the sun went down.
"Is there something I can do for you?" A British accent asked from behind me. So I turned around quickly and he looked at me weird and actually stumbled back a few steps once he saw me.
"No. This isn't possible." He says.
"I thought you'd be happy." I say.
"I found your shirt. It had your blood on it. Addison's blood on it." He says.
"Daniel planted that shirt for you to find. He found out that mom was planning on taking me and running away with you. He had people watching her at all time." I explained.
"Where is Daniel now?" He asked.
"Dead." I say.
"Who had the honors of doing that?" Angelo asked.
"I did. With a hell of a lot of pleasure." I say.
