Yes, I did, as a teenager. I loved it. I didn’t guess the killer or the outcome. I still think of it as absorbing and clever and ultimately satisfying in the genre, even though I last read it probably when Kennedy was president.
From there I went on to others by Agatha Christie and John Dickson Carr and Rex Stout. I’d already read all of Sherlock Holmes more than once. I still love a good mystery, one that keeps me guessing even while the author plays fair with the reader and then gives a completely logical explanation. Crime fiction is crime-and-solution (and, implicitly, punishment) fiction and lets us imagine that the world is a just and orderly place.