Nigerian Lawyer Dodo Interrogated On Halliburton Scandal

Damian Dodo, a Senior Advocate of Nigeria, was interrogated for eight hours by agents of the Economic and Financial Crimes Commission (EFCC) on Thursday, according to a statement by EFCC spokesman Wilson Uwujaren. The EFCC reports that it has stepped up investigations into the notorious Halliburton scam and that Mr. Dodo’s questioning is connected to this probe.

Damian Dodo, interrogated by EFCC for connection with Halliburton scandal. Sources close to the investigation disclosed that Mr. Dodo was being questioned for his role in the alleged $26 million bribery of a former minister and five other Nigerian lawyers.

The former minister involved is said to be former Minister of Justice and Attorney-General of the Federation Muhammed Adoke.
The EFCC alleges that Mr. Dodo received $4.5 million through his legal firm, DD Dodo and Co., from multinational companies connected to the Halliburton bribery scandal using the false cover of legal services.

It is also alleged that Mr. Dodo withdrew more than $2 million in cash “in flagrant violation of extant money laundering regulations,” according to the EFCC.

What a scandal!!!

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