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It was half past five on a Wednesday evening in Tom Ball, Texas.

Lovar Jones pulled off the highway,

put his car in park and sent a text to his boss.

Just an update, I'm waiting on law enforcement to meet me at the residence.

As he would later testify,

Lovar was worried about how this night might play out.

I do believe that they will give me a hard time.

That's why I have not initiated yet, so I'll wait and play it by ear.

Two hours later, he was still waiting.

The police backup he'd requested wasn't on the way.

Lovar decided to go it alone.

I'm going to go ahead and attempt to initiate.

He drove north on a tree-lined country road, passing pastures lined with white fences.

Then he turned off into a newly built subdivision,

where all the trees were chopped down,

but the streets were all named after them.

Right turn on Pine Trace Drive, left on Hickory Lane,

right on Black Birch.

He pulled up outside a two-story brick house,

with big glass windows, a small square of lawn.

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