Rena let out a little oof as she hit the limo seat. This oof fazed her for all of two seconds before she resumed struggling. Her gaze darting around quickly taking in her surroundings. If and when she managed to get her feet free. Moving her legs up and down trying to loosen the bindings. Wiggling her arms that she hadn't realized until now had been tyed behind her back not merely just held in place. She made the movements subtle now as she took in her surroundings. Noting the man, the one who had been in front of her, guessing the one holding his nose had been behind her, then her gaze shot around the limo backseat again. She was not going to just give up. Then she was ungagged and her gaze shot to the man again. Pulling back and went to snap at the hand when it got too close to her mouth. She was fighting back with everything at her disposal. Which tightly bound as she was wasn't much.<br/><br/>Blinking and stopped mid snap as the man spoke. Now how did he know her name. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion. People don't just know your name if you aren't in the country for more than a week or two. Then it clicked the words he said. Daughter? So he knew who she was because of her being his daughter. She was making subtle movements. Trying to listen while trying to get free. Listening as he spoke. Taking in the man. Her mind flickering back and forth. Trying to place the face. In fact this was quite visually playing before her eyes as she slowly stopped struggling. It had nothing to do with the ultimatium he said but with the fact she knew she had seen the face somewhere. Flickering over the days in her mind with rapid speed. "If you knew where I was why didn't you come for me? Why did you let me stay with mother who was losing her sanity amongst other things?" She asked in puzzlement.<br/><br/>Her eyes took him in in slow excavation. Studying him but looked to the men. Sticking her tongue out at him. "Serves you right." She said without much sympathy for breaking the mans nose and bruising the others shoulder. She looked to the man. It suddenly clicked. "The man from the photo..." She said softly. Did they say king? What the hell??? "Yeah. Its slang. For telling the truth or lying." She said. Her mind playing over the envelope. The half smudged out address. "Your the man from the photo. The one I've been looking for. So why kidnap me from supporting my friend?" She asked with a frown. "I have a photo of you and mother and me as a baby...its how I was looking for you." She said softly. "I got the country address from an envelope with a letter mother never answered..." She said softly.