By Jim Schutze
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Not all brothers took their oath of loyalty as devoutly as Jameton did. In a written confession given to the Mesquite police on August 25, 2006, ABT associate Devarin Manuel implicated Jameton in the murder of Breanna Taylor.
According to Manuel's confession, Taylor had been "bad-mouthing" the brotherhood and was taken to McClellan's house around August 20, where she was beaten, sexually tortured and strangled. The torture lasted for two and a half hours.
Taylor's friend Brandy Lewis would later describe Taylor as an "All-American girl," who had dreamed of marrying her high school sweetheart. Lewis told WFAA-Channel 8 reporter Rebecca Lopez that when Taylor's boyfriend broke up with her, Taylor fell into depression and stopped showing up for her job at a Mansfield gas station. And then she disappeared.
Jameton told me Taylor had no association with the Aryan Brotherhood and that her killing was a mistake. He would also claim he didn't participate in the murderand that McClellan was in a back room sleeping while it occurred. It was Manuel who tied her up, he said, and started beating her in the kitchen of McClellan's home.
"The whole thing wasn't supposed to be a murder," Jameton said. "Devan had done all this bullshit in my living room. I took him out to the garage and told him, 'If you let that girl go now, we're all going to go to jail. You better take care of it.'"
Jameton said that while it was Manuel who had killed her, Jameton alone disposedof the body.
But Manuel's confession has Jameton intricately involved in the brutal murder—the details of which reveal the level of violence and depravity to which Jameton could sink.
According to the confession, ABT member Chad Williams, aka Youngster, was ordered to take Taylor to McClellan's house. "When Brianna got there, Tiger [Jameton] had Jennifer beat her up," he wrote. "Jennifer was telling Brianna that she was bad-mouthing the organization. Then Tiger started asking what he should do to her. Tiger started torturing her." Jameton stripped Taylor naked and later forced her to perform oral sex on Manuel. "Tiger and Youngster then hooked Brianna up to a battery charger and shocked her," wrote Manuel. "She was screaming and gagging and Youngster kicked her in the mouth and she started to bleed...Then we walked into the garage and Tiger told me that I was going to finish her off. We knew she couldn't be let go." Together, Manuel and Jameton choked her with a zip-tie, said Manuel. "It took 20 or 30 minutes for her to die."
After cleaning up the crime scene, Youngster, upon Jameton's orders, put the body in a plastic tub, which Jameton filled with concrete, said Manuel. They loaded the container into McClellan's truck and drove to Lake Ray Hubbard. Using a boat they got through one of Youngster's connections, they ran the container out to the dam. While Manuel and Youngster steadied the boat, Jameton dumped the body into the lake.
Things were quickly spiraling out of control. In New Mexico, members were asking for permission to kill a cop. Hankins said no, but they kept asking, which aroused Jameton's suspicions that someone was trying to set them up. The feds had just successfully prosecuted a massive Aryan Brotherhood case in California, and it seemed their focus had now shifted to Texas. On top of that, Jameton figured that it was only a matter of time before the cops would come knocking on his door, asking about Clark's murder. He planned to escape to New Mexico, where an ABT member had a secure compound in the mountains near Albuquerque.
But first Jameton had a debt to collect.
In the early morning hours of August 25, he and McClellan showed up at the house of two men who Jameton claimed dealt drugs for him. Holding guns to their heads, Jameton took $700, a 52-inch plasma TV and a .357 Magnum—all in partial payment of the $5,000 he said they owed him. He then forced the men into his truck, and drove them to an ATM, but when the machine limited their withdrawals to $300 each, Jameton decided he would hold them at McClellan's house until he was paid in full. As they drove to McClellan's house, he duct-taped their eyes shut so they wouldn't know where he lived and put zip-ties around their necks to keep them from running.
"I never planned to kill them," Jameton would later tell me. "I was just going to hold them until they came up with the money."
As they approached McClellan's house, Jameton could see that the police had it surrounded. "Be cool," he told McClellan, who was driving. "Let's make a right."
They continued on Pioneer Road until they came to a baseball field that sits in the shadow of I-20. He had McClellan stop the truck, and he then led his two blindfolded captives into the park.
"I want you both to walk until you hit a tree," he told them. "Look, you're not walking off a cliff, I promise. Just walk in this field, and when you hit a tree you can stop."