Third Girl by Agatha Christie
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
I’m not sure this is the best of Christie’s work. We’ve got 1) pretty obvious authorial self-insertion, 2) insane coincidences and 3) I’m pretty sure drugs don’t work the way Christie thinks they do.
I guess I don’t have a whole lot to say about it. I think maybe the problem is that for most of the book, the crime hasn’t happened yet, so it’s just Poirot being super nosy and getting into a bunch of people’s business just because a hippy girl said something weird to him.
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