He was a ghost with a badge. A killer with state protection. In Kingston’s deadliest garrison, one man blurred the line between police officer and gangland enforcer so perfectly that even the government used him—until it didn’t.Was Dada Cop a rogue gangster? Or a sanctioned asset the state had to erase?For years, he carried out hits using inside intel, terrorized rivals while slipping through the cracks of the justice system, and allegedly helped orchestrate defenses during the Tivoli siege. Then, he vanished. His body was found burned. But no case. No autopsy. No truth.Was it gang betrayal? A state-sanctioned execution? Or did he fake his death and vanish forever?Why did the police never acknowledge his existence?
And what file did he leave behind that terrified even the highest offices?This isn’t just a story about corruption. It’s about how power hides in plain sight—and how silence kills.
Would you have followed the truth—or disappeared chasing it?