Another Christie with a more sinister edge to it. 

This is one of the Tommy and Tuppence series where the couple are much older, though I still see them in their thirties. Then again I still see myself in my thirties. 

Although there are still waffly old people, nosey small village busy bodies and a vague vicar, that cosiness that is usually there in the Poirot or Marple books is decidedly missing here. It actually got quite tense at the climax of the novel. Perhaps I was also influenced by the creepy AF cover. The plot was slightly convoluted and I was wondering for awhile how she was going to tie it up. 

A good one for #spooktober for sure!