I thought I had read this book before, but either I was wrong or this is one of those books that feels like new every time you read it. I was on the edge of my seat, figuratively speaking, and stayed up past my bedtime to finish it, and other such murder mystery reading clichés. I knew how it ended, but that made no difference. I still physically tensed up as I read. THIS is why Christie endures as a master of mystery. It’s one hell of a ride, even when I know where she’s taking me.
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