As Miss Marple sat basking in the Caribbean sunshine, she felt mildly discontented with life. True, the warmth eased her rheumatism, but here in paradise nothing ever happened. Eventually, her interest was aroused by an old soldier's yarn about strange coincidence. Infuriatingly, just as he was about to show her an astonishing photograph, the Major's attention wandered. He never did finish the story...
I loved the story and I was blindsided by the identity of the murderer. However, the racist language and stereotypes did not age well and listening to book instead of reading it probably only made it worse.
As a huge Agatha Christie fan I was quite disappointed by this book. I remember having read it years ago in german but didn't remember all the details. Still, reading it now I was quite disappointed by how slow the story progresses and how it seems nothing happens. The idea of the murders or reasons behind is quite ingenious but somehow the whole story around makes it hard to digest. That's why it took me a few months longer to finally finish.
