The first thing she noticed coming to was the pain at the back of her head. Slowly, she gained more awareness of her surroundings. Her mouth was bone dry, and her arms were secured behind what felt like a metal chair. She began to go through a mental checklist, cursing the fact that any sort of thought seemed difficult.

"Good morning, Miss Hamada. I trust you slept well." She stiffened, instantly recognizing the voice behind her. The first thing her mind could come up with was how easy this was turning out to be. Instinctively, she pulled at her bonds, testing their strength and being disappointed to find they were rather tight. Boots made their way around until she was looking into the icy eyes of her number one target: Jason Lafontaine. The kingpin sneered down at her, and she narrowed her eyes. "Are you ready to come home, play nice?" In response, she spat in his face, pleased to see a mix of spittle and blood. He growled, backhanding her and causing her head to snap to one side. Slowly, Kaiya brought her head back up, managing a grin.

"What's the matter, Lafontaine? Can't beat a woman without tying her up first?" Another smack had her giving a pained chuckle. While it may have seemed stupid to instigate the man, she knew it was her best bet to stay alive. He loved a challenge, and got bored about as easily as a toddler. And Lafontaine being bored meant death.

"Come now, we both know I don't want to hurt you." He wandered behind her again, and she strained to keep track of him with her hearing. He placed a hand on her shoulder and gave a rather gentle squeeze. "I just want you to come home." She ignored the crawling sensation that moved up her spine, staying silent this time as she thought over her options. The hand on her shoulder tightened until it became painful. "Fine. I'll just let Javier have his way then." Her blood ran cold, though she forced herself not to show any outward emotion. If Lafontaine thought he could scare her into agreeing to his terms, he had another thing coming. He stalked out, leaving her alone with her thoughts. Turning, she noted they had tied her with rope instead of zip ties, giving her some hope. It would take patience, but she could get out.

Bucky couldn't remember the last time he'd been this concerned over someone. Granted, he couldn't remember much anyway, but this felt both horribly new and sickeningly familiar. Steve and Fury had been planning, having Natasha out getting reconn and Clint getting their supplies ready for when they had a location. Hollow Point had already been missing too long, and he was beginning to lose patience with waiting around.

"Buck." Steve was there, hand on the other man's shoulder as he stared at the rifle in front of him. Bucky had taken it apart and put it back together more times than he could count, hoping it would have provided some modicum of distraction. Instead, he'd only managed to bore himself mentally, leaving it sitting there. "You alright?"

"Yeah, yeah. Any news yet?" If Steve suspected how Bucky really felt, he didn't mention it, instead shaking his head.

"Not yet. Nat thinks she may have found a lead, but it's a long shot." Bucky nodded, looking away. It hit him then, a sudden realization, and he started for the door. Steve, clearly startled, followed along carefully as Bucky packed a go bag. "Whoa, hang on. Where are you going?"

"Natasha isn't the only one with connections. I'll ask around, see what anyone knows." Having direction gave Bucky some much needed drive, and he began to mentally compile a list of who might know what. It would take some time to check with them all, so he could only hope he got lucky with the first few informants. He headed for the door with his bag, only pausing when Steve put his hand on his shoulder.

"Wait, I'll come with you." Bucky shook his head and Steve huffed. "Buck-"

"You need to be here to get the team ready for when Natasha or I find Hollow Point." Bucky could see Steve struggling to agree, and was relieved when he finally did. Bucky hurried out, grabbing his bike from the garage and speeding off. He'd find out where Hollow Point was and he'd bring her back.