I struggled with this book, and gave up after reading almost 3/4s of the book. I reali
zed I didn't really care for most of the characters, and I didn't care who the killer was. When someone was killed with an object put in a sock, the owner of the sock exclaimed that it was his sock. That did it for me. By the way, I've read almost all of the Poirot mysteries, several two or three times and this is the first time I've given up.