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Date:July 18, 2015    12:00AM -- July 18, 2015    11:59PM
RSVP by:July 18, 2015    02:55PM 
Venue:Amazon Online, US
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Added by:Aihebholo-oria Okonoboh

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Daggers in a Teacup, my most recent novel, will be benefiting from Kindle free book promotion on this event day. This is a fine opportunity for friends to get a free copy of the book. Why is this worthwhile? The contents of this work is considered informative to quite a wide variety of readers as it captured with aptness the intimidating but captivating political realities of contemporary Nigeria.

Filled with the intrigues of crime, betrayals adventures and the thrill of romance Daggers in a Teacup focuses on Nigeria's central problems of financial and economic crimes. In its ongoing efforts to resolve it, an anti corruption commissions has just invited Siva Okojoe, a rising star in the police, to be the new arrowhead of its investigations department. The young celebrity gladly accepts the offer little realising that his investigations will take him round the whole country and lead him to unexpected targets. He unknowingly choose his closest confidants among these criminal profiles, exposing him, his fiancée and his ward to grave dangers. His revelation will shock the world.

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Thanks in anticipation of your attendance.

Regards,
Aihebholo-oria Okonoboh.
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