No, but they are determined to find out.

"I don't know who you are, but I know you're an enemy." The empath threatens. "And that you're not here to buy a ****."

"I did buy a **** and you've received full payment." Kenya keeps the game up. "Now let me leave with my property, less you offend the cartel as being untrustworthy."

"You're not with the cartel." The Betazoid steps back. "This much our intelligence has already found out. Now tell us who you really are, or I will have to resort to less pleasant methods."

"I have told you who I am." Kenya stares into the auctioneer's eyes.

"You're lying." The slaver smiles. "Good, I'm going to greatly enjoy finding out the truth the hard way." She waves at one of the Ferengi guard. "Take her to the interrogation room and prepare her for ****."

With her cover blown, Kenya spins into the Ferengi closest to her. While the lieutenant's left hand grabs the guard's gun her right hand slams down on his left ear ridge. The Ferengi falls backward screaming in pain. With the firearm secure Kenya tries to take aim at the other guard, who already has a bead on her.