For once and probably the last, that I would be not outsmarted by the Queen of Mystery, herself Ms. Agatha Christie! So take that Ms. Christie! I saw the culprit from a mile away.
Now, as in a typical Agatha Christie work, the house is full of numerous characters, each one a little eccentric and having something to hide; and as a result you as the reader try to figure out who is the most suspicious of all and pinpoint all your fingers at them–while some somewhat obvious, while others you give the benefit of the doubt.
While deemed as her best work, I beg to differ since And Then There Were None and Murder on the Orient Express remain as my favorites. Nonetheless, this book does not take away the brilliance of Agatha Christie. Christie manages to keep the reader guessing with various red herrings and a convoluted series of events to throw them off. There are maps and diagrams to help illustrate the crime scene enabling the reader to try and puzzle out the truth. However, you’ll have to read quite close to the end to discover who the real culprit is. Poirot is as always, hilarious and deductive in his reasoning and just like any of Agatha Christie characters, each of them are unique and enjoyable to read.
This may be the shortest book review I have to write since a long-winded review will surely spoil the potential reader of this book. Overall, this book has what you would want in a classic “whoddunit” mystery; and if you’re familiar with Agatha Christie, she’s the queen. This book has everything: Poisoning, a blackmail plot, murder, a nervous butler, drug smuggling, and a great plot twist; although I did see it coming. A recommended read for someone who wants a good, short mystery book to kill time.