I do own another piece of land, but the land that I own is between my exes and my brother. It is 7 acres, and there is no water.
It’s not by the ocean. It’s not by anything. There’s no brook on it. There’s no water at all on it.

So, if you go to Google Maps, you will find the piece of land between my exes — which is Daniel and Justin’s father — and my brother’s.
And that would be on Lands Down Road, not the Lands Down Station Road.
Repeat: the Lands Down Road.

Two children.
A pink blanket.
A missing star.

It’s been nearly 3 months since 6-year-old Lily and her 4-year-old brother Jack vanished without a sound from their rural Nova Scotia home.

No screams.
No broken doors.
No confirmed sightings.

Just silence.

But now, strange items are turning up miles away:
A ripped blanket.
A tiny star patch.
A sticker.

And they’re not where you’d expect.
Is someone planting evidence?
Or is it the trail of two children being moved one piece at a time?

Tonight, we ask: Is this a case of neglect, kidnapping — or something far more disturbing?

Let’s trace every footstep.
And every lie.

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And to correct Haley — and whoever else — the piece of blanket was found on Lands Down Road, not Lands Down Station Road.

I cannot answer questions about that blanket, because I was not here when it was supposed to be found.
I’m just hearing where she said it was.
I’m correcting her that it was the Lands Down Road.

The only time that I was here to have any part of the blanket was when the RCMP came here and asked about the blanket to Daniel.

Daniel and Justin did go to the garbage and showed the RCMP officers the rest of the blanket.

And I can vouch for the blanket being put in the garbage because I saw the day that Daniel put it in the garbage — because I told him not to bag it too heavy.
So Daniel did put the blanket in the garbage.

Lily Sullivan, 6 years old.
Jack Sullivan, just 4.

Two bright, joyful children from the Mi’kmaq community of Saipen Cadic.
They loved dress-up, cartoons, and the woods that surrounded their quiet home off Lands Down Station Road in rural Nova Scotia.
A stretch of forest and gravel where silence is normal, and isolation is easy.

Their mother, Malikia Brooks-Murray, raised them alongside her partner, Daniel Martell.

To the outside world, they looked like a blended family trying to make it work.
But something didn’t sit right with neighbors.

Too quiet.
Too controlled.
Too many sudden absences from school.

Still, no one imagined what would happen next.

May 1st, 2025.

The family drives into town.
Dollarama. A medical center. Blood work.
Google data later shows they made at least five stops — but only three appear on the timeline.

Where did they go in between?

It’s the last confirmed time anyone sees the children alive.
By the next morning, they’re gone.

No one saw them leave.
No one heard a door open.
No one saw a car drive off.

The house was locked.