Used. Paperback. All aboard for a bullet-ridden boat ride where the scenery isn't the only thing dying for attention. Agatha Christie strands her stylish socialites on an Egyptian steamboat, only for a fabulously wealthy heiress to find herself permanently parked in the past tense. Fortunately, M. Hercule Poirot is floating nearby to exercise his little grey cells while everyone else loses their head. It is a delightfully deceptive cruise through cascading clues and sun-baked secrets that proves holiday romances are absolute murder.