taschenbuch, 185 pages
German language
Published April 20, 1984 by Wilhelm Goldmann Verlag.
This one probably needs a warning about its references to Jewish people.
This was a decent, not very good, Agatha Christie novel. Even so, I remain a huge fan of Hercule Poirot.
Good solid Christie, ambiguous clues, layered and conflicting motivations, a puzzling puzzle to watch Poirot untangle with humorous cluelessness from ol' Hastings. The final letter, a look into the thinking of a totally self-involved, what today we'd call a sociopath, adds an interesting end note. In another mood I might even give it five stars, but even if it is a perfect example of the genre, it's no more than that...
