Title: The Clocks
Author: Agatha Christie
Page Count: 224
This one is weird because I really liked the central setup of the mystery, but I didn’t necessarily like its execution or the eventual solution to it. Still, I’ll tell you a little bit about that, because that might help you to decide whether it takes your fancy.
A body is discovered in a blind woman’s house, and she says she didn’t know it was there. There are also a ton of clocks all over the place, and the blind woman only owned one of the things and say she doesn’t recognise them by their feel.
A couple more people die of course, as often seems to happen in Agatha Christie books, but I can’t really tell you any more about that without spoiling the story, which I don’t want to do. Let’s just say that it’s a pretty good little read and one that scratched the proverbial itch, especially because Hercule Poirot was in fine form here.
It’s not a book that I’d necessarily recommend as your first Poirot, but I do also think you could do a lot worse. I’d say it’s hovering somewhere around the top third of Christie’s books, so go ahead and make of that what you will. I liked it.