What happens when the evidence is lying too

Evelyn Shaw's method rests on a single conviction: people deceive, but rooms do not. Testimony can be rehearsed and alibis arranged, yet the physical record — the angle of a glass, the door that should not open, the timing that refuses to fit — stays stubbornly itself. In The Glass Veil, that conviction is what lets her move through a hall of powerful liars without being moved by them.

The second Evelyn Shaw novel puts pressure on exactly that assumption. If the evidence is also authored, her advantage becomes her exposure. The detective who trusts the record most is the one most efficiently misled by a record built for her to find.

This is a different kind of threat from the first book. A manufactured scene does not merely conceal the truth; it supplies a replacement, complete and satisfying, that survives every test Shaw knows how to run. Solving it correctly and solving it convincingly become two different tasks, and only one of them will be believed.

The question underneath is not really about forensics. It is about what remains to stand on when verification itself is compromised — and what it costs an investigator to keep working without it.

In development. The title has not been announced.