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From: "The Agatha Christie Companion - The Complete Guide to Agatha Christie's Life and Work"

Given Agatha Christie's love for the theatre, it was only a matter of time before she tried her hand at stage writing. Eventually "Black Coffee" was pulled together and in 1930 opened in the West End and had a modest run. Poirot was protraid by Francis L. Sullivan.

Over a quarter of a century after her death, Christie remains the most popular mystery writer of all times. With the adaptation of "Black Coffee" by Charles Osborne, fans and newcomers alike were treated to another Christie novel. "Black Coffee" brings back the beloved detective Hercule Poirot to exercise his "little grey cells" one more deliciously deductive time...

The plot:
An urgent call from physicist Sir Claud Amory sends famed detective Hercule Poirot rushing from London to a sprawling country estate. Sir Claud fears a member of his own household wants to steal a secret formula destined for the Ministry of Defence. But Poirot arrives too late. The formula is missing. Worse, Sir Claud has been poisoned by his after-dinner coffee. Poirot soon identifies a potent brew of despair, treachery, and decetpion amid the mansion's occupants. Now he must find the formula and the killer...while letting no poison slip 'twix his own lips.

Hercule Poirot has saved the day again, just barley avoiding anything in his coffee. Mystery, murder, what is not to like?

Created in 1930 as a stage play, this book was faithfully adapted to bring back Hercule Poirot and his "little grey cells" one more time.

I like all of Agatha Christie's Novels. This was probably not my very favorite one but still an enjoyable read.

At the urgent call from physicist Sir Claud Amory sends famed detective Hercule Poirot rushing form London to a sprawling country estate. Sir Claud fears that a member of his own household wants to steal a secret formula destined for the Ministry of Defence. But Poirot arrives too late, the formula is missing. Worse, Sir Claud has been poisoned by his after dinner coffee. Poirot soon identifies a potent brew of despair, treachery and deception amid the mansion's occupants. Now he must find the formula and the killer ... while letting no poison slip 'twix his own lips.

Some have said that this is not one of Christie's better books, but I beg to differ! I was drawn in instantly & hooked til the end. Surprising & suspenseful mystery..