Well, fucking her clearly wasn't the answer so, "Fuck your terms," he said with a shrug and dropped the phone back into its cradle. She was going to string him along, he knew, make him work for it. Money and guilt were the least of what was in her arsenal and they both knew he had the kind of information she could only dream of. On the one hand he still wanted what was best for the world at large but on the other he had no problem fucking over Hammer.
"Does it like riddles, Precious? Information. Three questions right now with completely honest answers. Whatever you want to know that I know."