A Dangerous Standard of Proof

She had covered fifteen criminal trials in six years. She knew exactly which words to use in a courtroom. No one had thought to ask her. London, 1901. Nora Vane is an investigative journalist at the London Gazette who has spent six years learning to make men in power accountable-quietly, precisely, and entirely on her own. When a young laundress named Agnes Merritt walks into her office carrying a copied ledger page and six months of courage, Nora recognizes the shape of something much larger than a stolen document: a financial conspiracy, two murdered workers, and a man powerful enough to have buried it all.
To build a case that will hold, she needs someone who speaks the language the law will actually listen to. She finds her in Dr. Vivienne Côte-a forensic pathologist of formidable skill who has spent four years doing brilliant work under a man's name, because that is the only arrangement the institutions of 1901 London will permit. Vivienne has never trusted a journalist. Nora has never trusted a partner.
Neither of them intended to trust each other. But the evidence is what it is. The dead deserve a complete record. And the two women, working in careful, contested parallel-through altered post-mortem files, suppressed testimony, injunctions, threats, and a city built to protect men like Charles Hargreave-find themselves building something neither of them could have built alone. Merritt House is a novel about the precise, accumulated cost of being right in a system designed to make rightness inconvenient.
It is about women who keep records in private journals because the official record keeps failing the same people. It is about grief that does not dissipate, trust that is not given easily, and work that matters more than credit. And it is about two women who arrive, slowly and then all at once, at the particular knowledge that they no longer want to do any of it without the other. The case that brought them together cannot be undone.
Neither can what grows between them. What will it take to tell a story in a way the city can't look away from?