"I presume, Mister Hammer- that you want both him and his team dead." Namor smiled while glancing again at that screen and briefly imagined ripping that golden tower down. The hubris of those heroes was simply astonishing. They needed to learn their place in the food chain.
Oh. Right, it was time to speak on his desires. Excellent. "Nothing of the sort. I've plenty of weapons, Justin. Weapons are cheap. No, what I'm after is something else entirely. Intel is the word. I want names and locations. Alliances and deals. Just the kind of thing you're starting to become involved in."