The Murder on the Links is Agatha Christie's second Poirot novel, and what a cracker it is - the great crime writer never needed to improve, she was at the top of her game from the start. Poirot here is the Poirot that we know and love, and his keen eye for the details that matter is put to the test again.
Here's the deal - Poirot receives a desperate cry for help which summons him to France. Unfortunately, he arrives too late - his client has been found dead on a golf course. Then a second corpse is discovered.
I don't want to say too much because it's a great little read and I don't want to spoil it in case you decide to read it (hint: you should). The novel's characters are larger than life and believable, even if they're hard to relate to and occasionally unlikable. That hardly matters, considering it feels as though any one of them could die at any moment - if anything, it makes it even more interesting.
Christie keeps you guessing right until the last page, lulling you in to a false sense of security and making you feel as though you've finally cracked it, right before proving you wrong and sending you back to square one. Then, at the end, everything comes together like the pieces of a jigsaw and your eyes are opened, forever.
This is a great book to read whether you're a crime aficionado or not - I'm certainly no more interested in crime novels than the average man, but Christie is one of the greatest writers ever to have lived, and while this might not be her magnum opus, it's a formidable piece of work that will leave you deeply satisfied and ready to read more.