carol cleaned off her desk and brought the patient files back up to the file room.files were always locked away each night for patient confidentiality.there had never been a break in at newberg mental health , as far as anyone knew.carol couldnt imagine what anyone would do with patient information.there were much better things to go after in the middle of the night , but it was regulation nonetheless , and they were all required to comply.carol signed out early , telling the receptionist that her symptoms had gotten worse.the girl nodded sympathetically.everyone knew that carol was sick and had been unusually nice to her.carol left the building and drove to the dennys to meet her fallen angel .