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While traveling back to England after closing yet another case, Agatha Christie’s famous detective Hercule Poirot once again finds himself in the middle of a mystery. One night, as he’s sleeping in his cabin on the Orient Express, he awakes to a scream in the next cabin. Figuring it’s just a dream, he goes back to sleep.
The next morning, however, Poirot discovers that he may not have been dreaming after all. The man who’d been assigned to the cabin next to him had been murdered during the night. And, since the train is trapped in a snow bank and has been unable to move for quite some time, the murderer is obviously still on-board.
The victim, Poirot soon discovers, had been responsible for a highly-publicized kidnapping case in America -- one that had led to the deaths of several important and well-loved people. So it’s clear that the man had enemies. But who on the train was capable of murder?
Poirot sets out to question the other passengers -- a Russian princess, a gruff Italian man, the victim’s staff, a British nanny, and others -- and finds that almost everyone has a rock-solid alibi, which means that not all of them are telling the truth.
Christie once again shows her talent for creating scenarios that her readers will never suspect -- and then pointing them down a completely different path. Murder on the Orient Express is a quick, easy read (in fact, I read half of it while sitting by the pool for a while one afternoon). And, though I enjoyed Ten Little Indians a bit more, it’s an excellent story -- well worth a few hours of your time.
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