The Night at the Crossroads

A sensational tale of deceit and back-stabbing in an isolated community in which only Inspector Maigret can intervene “She came forward, the outlines of her figure blurred in the half-light....

‘I gather you wish to talk to me, Inspector...but first of all please sit down...’ Her accent was more pronounced than Carl’s. Her voice sang, dropping on the last syllable of the longer words.” Maigret has been interrogating Carl Andersen for seventeen hours without a confession. He’s either innocent or a very good liar.

So why was the body of a diamond merchant found at his isolated mansion? Why is his sister always shut away in her room? And why does everyone at Three Widows Crossroads have something to hide?

“One of the greatest writers of the twentieth century... Simenon was unequaled at making us look inside, though the ability was masked by his brilliance at absorbing us obsessively in his stories.” — The Guardian