In this official authorized edition from the Queen of Mystery, Hercule
Poirot must solve a perplexing case of midair murder when he discovers
that the woman in seat two of the airborne aeroplane he's traveling on
is quite unexpectedly--and unnaturally--deceased.
From seat No. 9, Hercule Poirot was ideally placed to observe his fellow
air passengers on the short flight from Paris to London. Over to his
right sat a pretty young woman, clearly infatuated with the man
opposite; ahead, in seat No. 13, sat a countess with a poorly concealed
cocaine habit; across the gangway in seat No. 8, a writer of detective
fiction was being troubled by an aggressive wasp.
Yes, Poirot is almost ideally placed to take it all in, except what he
did not yet realize was that behind him, in seat No. 2, sat the slumped,
lifeless body of a woman. Murdered, and likely by someone in Poirot's
immediate proximity.