Three Act Tragedy by Agatha Christie

Sir Charles Cartwright should have known better than to allow thirteen guests to sit down for dinner. For at the end of the evening one of them is dead—choked by a cocktail that contained no trace of poison.

Predictable, says Hercule Poirot, the great detective. But entirely unpredictable is that he can find absolutely no motive for murder.…

When in doubt, or in a reading slump, I always pick up one of Christie’s books. It’s a habit of comfort. This book did not disappoint. The reveal came as a bit of a shock. This is not a complaint, as this book was written decades ago and was representative of its time but the repeated mentions of women being catty to each other, and shaming of modern women was a tad bit too frustrating to get my head around (and the reason why I’ve given 3 stars when I really thought the story deserved 4). But Christie is a master of storytelling, and apart from the occasional snobbishness, the plot and the drama was spot on. 🤌🏼