Bright moonlight illuminated the length of the apartment balcony. Helen climbed up and sat down on top of the wall. She blew a kiss toward the house before swiveling her body around and her bare feet were hanging on the outside of the wall. She put her hands on the outer edge of the wall and looked up at the moon. "Forgive me, God." Pushing hard with both hands and feet, she plunged downward from the wall toward the ground. Her last whispers floated upward. "I'm coming, Michael." What makes a woman, especially a wealthy woman, jump off her second-story balcony to her death? Who is Michael? Where is he? In Never Too Late, you will enjoy the love story of Jim and Emily; at the same time, you will try to unravel the mystery of thousands of dollars found behind a wall in hidden drawers. Was a son murdered because of the money? Did Helen drink to excess because she knew of the murder, or is she, perhaps, the murderer? This novel is sure to keep you turning the pages and reading.