For the eleventh book in the challenge, I read The Sittaford Mystery by Agatha Christie. This book has neither of her two most famous detectives, but instead relies on another young woman to try her amateur hand at detecting.
Emily Trefusis is a bright young lady whose fiancée is accused of murder. Naturally, she swoops down to Hazelmoor to prove his innocence, whether or not the poor clod will accept her help or not. She’s not just any hard-hearted flapper knocking down the quiet, traditional village people, though she doesn’t hesitate to use that misperception to her advantage, now and then.
I would characterize this novel as more cozy and fun than thrilling. Honestly, that’s not a bad thing at all. Half the time I curl up with a Christie novel, cozy is what I’m looking for. I gave it four out of five stars.