An English country house at Christmas time, with its crackling log fires and fine food, may seem an incongruous setting for a crime—but a sinister note left on his pillow tells Hercule Poirot everything is not as it seems.
The great detective plays his cards close to his chest—until the discovery of a young woman lying in the snow, a Kurdish knife in the centre of a crimson stain on her white wrap, spurs Poirot into revealing his hand.
6 short stories (5 with Poirot, 1 with Marple) and most of which are well known. Didnt know Greenshaw’s Folly or The Under Dog so they were new to me. First published in 1963, Poirot is getting old and tired, but it’s still a while before the end of “Curtain”.
The stories are short, and I think that some were perhaps a little too short – the denouement came too quickly and I wasnt necessarily convinced