Agatha Christie has been rediscovered by myself after 15+ years passing since reading “And Then There Was None”. I enjoyed that book a lot and once I got done reading this book for my Reading Challenge (Murder Mystery Novel category), I can only wonder why I haven’t read more of Agatha.
I don’t consider myself much of a mystery reader and the closest I will touch the genre on any sort of regular basis is probably more considered a “Thriller”. Agatha is the original, the foremost authority of the mystery genre. She riddles readers’ minds through simpler plots, that are well thought out and masterfully played out through her character creations.
Her books are easier to read with shorter chapters, language isn’t complicated and even though she may introduce many characters; she doesn’t lose the reader in keeping up with the story line. This was the first book of hers that I read with Hercule Poirot and it kept me in suspense, guessing to the very end of the book.
Murder happens on a train. Snowstorm hits the train. Everyone is delayed, stranded from the outside world. Murder happens on the train and everyone is a suspect. While Hercule is waiting to get to his destination for other detective cases, this one pops up in front of him. He now is sipping tea, smoking cigarettes while contemplating who is responsible for the crime in a locomotive filled with strangers.
A simple joy in reading. A fun, engrossing read from start to finish.