Ten strangers have come together on a remote English island under false pretenses. Each one bears a dark secret that they have hidden from the world. Stranded on the island and as the guests begin to die one by one, they discover that someone in the company has uncovered those secrets and is willing to make them pay.
Before this classic plot became prominent in both literature and film, it was brought to the forefront by Agatha Christie's And Then There Were None. Previously titled Ten Little Indians (changed and edited to make it more PC), it is not like any of the other Agatha Christie novels I have read. There is no detective solving the mystery; no wronged party falsely accused; no last minute stay of execution. All there is is a group of strangers who do not trust each other trying to stay alive while someone is killing them off. This is a dark story that delves into the psychological aspects of guilt and justice. It is creepy; it is sinister; it is bloody; it is baffling. Full of plot twists and red herrings, it is a gripping page-turner where you are never sure who the killer is until the very last page. Finished it in three hours because I couldn't put it down. Having sold over 100 million copies, it is the best selling mystery novel of all time. And I loved it.