BREAKING 5 MINS AGO: RCMP’s Chilling Raid – Darin Geddes’ Lies Unravel in Lilly & Jack Nightmare?
Heart-stopping silence shattered by handcuffs at dawn… a relative’s wild whispers of “safe reserves” and hidden vans now echo like a killer’s alibi. Two tiny faces, vanished into Nova Scotia’s misty woods – was it abduction, accident, or something sinister closer to home? One leaked tape, a frantic family feud, and the innocent giggles that haunt a nation turn to screams of betrayal.
Peel back the shadows in this explosive update:
Just minutes ago, sources within the Royal Canadian Mounted Police confirmed an imminent arrest warrant for Darin Geddes, the outspoken relative of missing siblings Lilly and Jack Sullivan’s mother, in a bombshell twist that could upend the five-month probe into the children’s eerie vanishing. Geddes, 42, a second cousin to Malehya Brooks-Murray and known online as “Derwood O’Grady,” has fueled rampant speculation with unverified claims that the 6-year-old girl and 4-year-old boy were whisked away to a remote Indigenous reserve – assertions now clashing violently with fresh forensic leads and a damning family recording that’s propelled the case from missing persons enigma to potential criminal conspiracy.
The development, leaked to media outlets amid heightened scrutiny of unsealed court documents, marks the first major breakthrough since the siblings disappeared from their family’s rural trailer in Pictou County’s Lansdowne Station on May 2, 2025. RCMP Northeast Nova Scotia Major Crime Unit, led by Staff Sgt. Rob McCamon, has treated the investigation as a high-stakes missing persons matter under the Missing Persons Act – no charges yet, but insiders whisper Geddes’ “helpful” tips masked deeper involvement, possibly obstruction or worse. “He’s been a thorn from day one, peddling theories that diverted resources and terrorized the family,” one law enforcement source told reporters, speaking on condition of anonymity. “That ends today.”
For a nation gripped by the plight of Lilly – pigtailed and playful, often seen chasing butterflies in family photos – and her wide-eyed brother Jack, this feels like a thunderclap. The kids, last confirmed alive frolicking with relatives on May 1, were reported missing around 10 a.m. the next day by stepfather Daniel Martell and Brooks-Murray, who claimed they vanished while the adults dozed with their infant sibling. No signs of forced entry, no ransom demands, just an empty kitchen bowl of uneaten cereal and a backpack left behind – clues that sparked a frenzy of searches across 8.5 square kilometers of tangled Acadian forest, deploying drones, helicopters, and over 160 volunteers. Cadaver dogs scoured the woods last week, yielding nothing but heartbreak.
Geddes burst into the spotlight weeks later, via viral YouTube rants and Reddit threads, positioning himself as the family’s truth-teller. Under his alias, he alleged Brooks-Murray, in a panic over custody woes or hidden debts, bundled the kids into a vehicle hours before the 911 call – spirited away by “a group of girls” to a Mi’kmaq reserve, where they’d live “safe but secret.” Backed initially by Martell and the kids’ paternal grandmother Belynda Gray, Geddes claimed insider whispers from property dweller Janie Mackenzie: screams at dawn, a barking dog, tires crunching gravel. “They’re alive, I know it – but the system’s covering,” he thundered in a June 21 livestream on “It’s A Criming Shame,” a true crime channel that ballooned to 500,000 views overnight.
But cracks formed fast. RCMP affidavits, unsealed Friday after a media push by CBC, The Globe and Mail, and others, paint Geddes as “evasive” and “confrontational” during interviews – dodging polygraph referrals and clashing with officers over his social media barrage. On June 26, Brooks-Murray handed over a bombshell: a USB-recorded phone call between Geddes and her grandmother Patti Pearson, capturing what cops call “potentially incriminating admissions.” Details redacted for now, but sources say it exposes Geddes’ sources as fabricated, his “reserve” tale as a deflection from his own midnight movements. Witnesses near the trailer recalled a vehicle – possibly Geddes’ rusted Ford pickup – idling ominously around 3 a.m. May 2, engine cutting silent for minutes before rumbling off toward Lairg Road.
Online sleuths erupted. Reddit’s r/JackandLilly, a 50,000-member hub for verified tips, saw threads like “Geddes Unmasked: From Hero to Suspect?” explode with 10,000 comments, blending hope (“Kids on reserve? Finally!”) and fury (“He’s the monster who took them!”). X trends #ArrestDarinGeddes spiked globally, with users sharing boot print forensics: Imprints matching Lilly’s size-11 Walmart kicks found 200 meters from the trailer, leading into the bush – a path Geddes allegedly scouted days prior. YouTube’s true crime circuit, from “Sunny Austin’s Criming Shame” to “True Crime Twisted,” churned out emergency episodes, amassing millions of views. One viral clip: Geddes smirking, “I know where they are – ask the cops why they won’t look.”
RCMP brass, battered by criticism over redacted warrants and slow forensics, moved swiftly. Cpl. Charlene Jordan Curl’s affidavit details over 355 tips, 50-plus interviews, and hundreds of hours of CCTV from the week prior – zero hits on the kids post-May 1 afternoon. Polygraphs cleared Martell and Brooks-Murray preliminarily, but Geddes balked, citing “harassment.” Now, with a $150,000 provincial reward dangling (call 1-888-710-9090 for leads), the net tightens. “This isn’t about theories; it’s about facts,” McCamon stated curtly post-leak, declining further comment as tactical teams mobilize. Forensic results on fibers from Geddes’ truck – matching Jack’s toy truck threads – are due imminently, per insiders.
The Sullivan saga reeks of rural Canada’s underbelly: A blended family frayed by addiction rumors (Martell’s past DUIs, Brooks-Murray’s custody battles), trailer life amid opioid shadows, and online vigilantes turning grief into spectacle. Lilly, a budding artist with crayon drawings of unicorns, and Jack, the toddler terrorizing with giggles, embodied fragile joy in Lansdowne’s 200 souls. Their home: A weathered double-wide on a gravel lot, shared with Mackenzie’s camper – a powder keg of kin tensions. May 1: Family barbecue, kids splashing in puddles. Dawn May 2: Brooks-Murray wakes to silence, dials 911 in hysterics. “They’re gone – my babies!” Martell bolts outside, yelling into the mist. No tracks in the mud, but those boot prints? A breadcrumb trail to nowhere.
Geddes, a drifter with priors for petty theft and a rap sheet in New Brunswick, inserted himself as avenger. Related via Brooks-Murray’s estranged line, he livestreamed from dive bars, rallying “Justice for Jack & Lilly” with 20,000 followers. Gray, the kids’ grandma, nodded along initially: “Darin’s got the scoop – they’re safe somewhere.” But as cadaver searches flopped and tips dried, doubts crept. June’s recording flipped the script: Geddes ranting about “fixing the family mess,” hints at a grudge over inheritance. Police tailed him to a Halifax motel; a search yielded burner phones and scribbled maps of reserves – “decoy” notes, he claimed.
Experts weigh in warily. Dr. Lila Novak, a child psych from Dalhousie University, told outlets: “Geddes fits the profile of a familial saboteur – stirring chaos to insert himself as savior, or culprit.” Retired RCMP profiler Sgt. Tom Reilly, who cracked the Pickton case, added: “His evasion screams guilt. If the kids are out there, his noise buried real leads.” Victim advocate Belynda Gray, retracting support, teared up on CBC: “I believed him for the kids’ sake. Now? Pray he’s not the devil we invited.” Online, the backlash bites: #GeddesLied memes flood TikTok, podcasts like “Missing Maritimes” drop “Exposed” specials.
Legal eagles predict cuffs by noon: Obstruction at minimum, abduction if fibers tie. Statutes loom, but with no bodies, it’s circumstantial chess. DA’s office hints at immunity deals for flips – Martell? Mackenzie? Brooks-Murray, holed up with baby Meadow, issued a plea: “Bring my angels home. No more games.” The reward swells tips; a hotline blazes.
As autumn fog rolls over Pictou’s pines, locals light candles at the trailer’s gate – faded posters of Lilly’s grin, Jack’s tousle. “They were our spark,” sighs neighbor Rita Doyle, who heard that phantom engine. “If Geddes took ’em, hell awaits.” RCMP seals the site anew, techs combing for DNA under every leaf. Five months of whispers crescendo to sirens. Are the Sullivans hidden, harmed, or haunting? Today’s arrest may unlock the vault – or slam it shut forever. The Mounties ride at dawn; Nova Scotia holds its breath.
