A Caribbean Mystery audiobook

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A Caribbean Mystery (Miss Marple, #10), Agatha ChristieCharacters: Miss Jane Marple, Mr. RafielAbstract: Miss Jane Marple, at the insistence of her nephew, relaxes at a resort in the Caribbean. The sea is sublime and the weather is fine in this quiet paradise so far away from quiet St. Mary Mead, until the apparently natural death of fellow guest Major Palgrave. Miss Marple is disturbed because the previous evening he was in good health, and almost showed her "a snapshot of a murderer". Convinced that the major's death was not at all natural, she begins to ask difficult questions, and another victim dies. Original publication year 1964عنوانهای چاپ شده در ایران: «معمای کارائیب»، «قتل در کارائیب»؛ نویسنده: آگاتا کریستی؛ تاریخ نخستین خوانش فارسی: روز دوازدهم ماه دسامبر سال1997میلادیعنوان: معمای کارائیب، نویسنده: آگاتا کریستی؛ مترجم: نگین ازدجینی، نشر تهران، نشر روایت؛ سال1373، تعداد صفحات298، شابک9789643637071؛ عنوان دیگر قتل در کارائیب؛ چاپ دیگر تهران، ثالث، سال1393؛ شابک9789643809201؛ موضوع داستانهای نویسندگان بریتانیا - سده 20معنوان: معمای کارائیب، ترجمه: مجتبی عبدالله‌ نژاد، نشر تهران، هرمس، سال1389، تعداد صفحات252، شابک9789643637071؛ چاپ دیگر سال1393، در238ص؛ شابک9789643637071؛ از سری داستان‌های بانو «آگاتا کریستی»، و از سری «خانم مارپل»، کتاب دهم است؛ که نخستین بار در روز شانزدهم ماه نوامبر سال1964میلادی، در «بریتانیای کبیر»، توسط انتشارات «کولینز کرایم کلوب» و در سال1965میلادی توسط انتشارات «داد، مید اند کمپانی»، در «آمریکا» به چاپ رسیده است؛ داستان «معمای کارائیب»، هنگامی رخ می‌دهد که «خانم مارپل»، پس از پشت سر گذاشتن یک بیماری، در حال گذراندن تعطیلات خود، در هتلی، در کنار دریای «کارائیب» است؛ در این بین، یکی از مهمانان همان هتل، مدرکی را فاش می‌کند، و ادعا می‌کند، که یک قاتل سریالی، در همان هتل ساکن است و ...؛تاریخ بهنگام رسانی 07/11/1399هجری خورشیدی؛ 25/09/1400هجری خورشیدی؛ ا. شربیانی

A Caribbean Mystery is the 10th book in the Miss Marple series written by Dame Agatha Christie. I've read most of her books or watched television adaptations throughout my life, but this year, I am rereading the Marple and Poirot collections so that I can add more details to my reviews (or write a review now that I remember enough about it). Miss Marple needs to get away to warmer weather, prompting her nephew to gift her a trip to a Caribbean island. Of course, a few days in and there's a strange death, followed by a second one. Both on their own could've been from natural causes, but together, something doesn't seem right. As she investigates the other hotel guests, owners, and workers, she discovers many unexpected connections. Some folks knew each other before this trip. Others were secretly married or having affairs. And the murder story told by the first victim (all in good fun) apparently was a true one. Just what did he know that got him killed? Clever. Kept my focus all afternoon. Might annoy a few readers with some not-so-kind but normal-for-the-time-period language in relation to homosexuals and African-Americans. I don't ignore it, but I also read these books for the plot and understand the time in which it was written. That said, the conclusion was too abrupt and I think it could've done with more details about the past reasonings for some of the relationships.

Miss Marple does it again, this time while sunning at a Caribbean resort. A blowhard dies of natural causes, but Miss Marple is struck by the timing: blowhard claimed to have seen a murderer a day earlier. Assorted creepy and pathetic people, secret and twisted relationships, and greed drive this story to a worthy conclusion.

A lovely mystery that started slow and then took some surprising twists and turns near the end.

Love Agatha! Miss Marple, yay! Since she's not at home, she has to work harder to be taken seriously. This time, for once, I thought I had the murderer figured out. Nope, wrong again.Reread... Just got one question; how did she get rich nephews who buy her Caribbean vacations? (Jealous me)😎

Again, a fantastic literary sleight of hand where the clues are paraded before one's eyes - yet that one crucial piece of misdirection fools one till the end.