The thought nagged at him, and he was sickeningly sure that it was her.  He kept his face impassive, his voice calm.  He was inviting a potentially volatile solution to jeopardize their relative safety.
Still, it needed to be addressed, and they had both gone too far to stop now.
"There's nobody else here, Alyssa.  Better get it out in the open now."
He felt bile rise in his throat.  If it was her...god above.  The things Quinn had done.  Unforgivable things.  He forced himself to remain calm, but his heart was pounding uncontrollably.
[i]You're not one of them anymore.  You're not.  You're not.  You're not.[/i]