Murder, she said and murder, she wrote
without any blood and gore.
And tell me if you don’t want to kill Agatha Christie because she will outwit you not once or twice but every time, whenever you think of a twist – she’s already done it.
The opening starts when the respectable Bantrys wake up in their large house one morning to find an unknown young blonde woman in their library. The vivacious Dolly Bantry calls on her friend, the amateur but trenchant detective, Miss Marple as Colonel Bantry is the suspect for the murder for having no alibi.
The police are baffled when they find the body of another girl in an abandoned quarry. Who are these girls, who killed them, is the murderer the same, the questions are too many and the chase is on. There are various suspects and to unravel the mystery Miss Marple comes to the rescue of her friend as well as the local police. People take certain things for granted instead of just confining themselves to facts and that’s what separates Miss Marple from the rest. She chooses to closely study the characters and habits of the suspects and the victim while trying to find the murderer.
The suspense built up by the end is almost unbearable. But you must curb your feelings of excitement and control your hand which would continuously twitch to flip to the last chapter to know the murderer.
Although I’ve read it and know the suspects and the murderer, and am their partner in crime, I’ll preserve the murder mystery reader’s tradition by keeping the secret of whodunit locked in my heart. Go and enjoy this satisfying murder mystery in that all the clues are there floating around to confuse you and occupy you mind. And when Miss Marple reveals who the killer is, it is so clear that the readers will think, why they hadn’t realized it pages earlier but that is Agatha Christie’s skill.