Better start with the tracer.

As you sit there with the whisper quiet motor of the car humming softly, a look at the little gauges and dials on the dashboard gives you an idea. To yourself you think, 'Computer, full diagnostics, all systems.' “Working.” You see instantly in little reddish orange letters across your field of view. Nearly a minute passes before anything else happens, then a pair of columns appear listing: Internal air... 100%. Tissue regeneration nanites... Active. Computer databank... Memory 12%used, System at 100%. Toxin filters... Active. Tracing device...Active. Com system... running at 100% for white noise generation. Optics... Low light enhancement... normal... Electronic magnification... normal... Anti- dazzle... normal... Camera... normal... Visual interface... normal... Gun site... normal... Audio... Recorder... normal... Dampening... normal... directed audio boost... normal... Then finally... Done.

'Well that is something.' You think to yourself. “So what about my speed and endurance?” You ask aloud. “Huh, well let's see...” Then internally you think to the computer, “Show memory contents.” Much as you expected you are treated to a long list of files that all seem to be pretty basic, there are city maps with phone numbers of businesses, a dictionary, encyclopedia, and a bunch of other reference material, plus tons of other files that are obviously helping everything else function properly, but no video or audio recordings. “Well nothing there. Wait.” You pull up a listing for every doctor's office listed, and while looking them over quickly you find a few that are marked with a little black marker that you somehow know means that they will do work without reporting anything. “Nice. Ok doc, lets see if you can do something about this bug.” Knowing you can't use your phone, you keep the map in the corner of your vision as you put the car in gear and head out.

With little else to go on, you opt to simply go to the closest one. As you pull up to the address, you are sure that it is wrong. As far as you can tell the little shop not only appears long sense out of business, but it seems to be a former camera studio. Your computer insists that this is the place, so with nothing to loose but a little time, you climb out of the car and walk up to the door. As soon as you step up you can see a camera watching you. “Hi, I am in need of a little help. I need a little piece of unwanted cybernetics removed.”

Looking around you don't see anything that would indicate that anyone is listening, other than the obviously active camera, but just as you are about to leave a voice comes over a speaker, “Do you have cash. I only take cash.”

“I have cash. As much as you need.”

The door buzzes for a second allowing you to pull the door open. The first room you see is just the abandoned storefront anyone that broke in would be expecting. Yet a moment later a hot little brunette, that looks a bit boyish wearing a lab coat over what looks like a black shirt and jeans. “Come on in, the doctor is back here.” She simply turns away and walks back down a rather dark hall. Your eyes instantly compensate for the darkness and as you walk into the hall everything gets brighter and brighter as the light coming in the window is left behind. Finally she opens a broken looking simple wooden door, immediately behind it is a strong steel door that she takes hold of the handle and waits a few seconds. There is a click and she turns the nob pushing it open. As the door falls open the light from within would be nearly blinding if it were not for your special eyes. You follow her in staying rather close.

“What exactly do you need miss?” The voice comes from a somewhat mousey little man. His nose is slightly hooked, his hair neat but a tad greasy, but you can't tell if this is intent or neglect. As you watch the girl walk over to him it lets you believe he is just over 5'6” and probably under 140. He wears a white lab coat that matches hers over a button up white shirt and black slacks.

“Well it seems I have a tracking device inside of me. My internal diagnostic found it and I need it removed.”

“I see.” He points at what looks like a walk in shower, “Step in here please so I can scan you.” You do as instructed without comment. Several hmm's and aaah's later, he clicks off the machine. “All done. $8000 to remove it, shouldn't take but a few minutes. Or if you don't have that much I can simply fry it for $2000.”

“Take it out please.” Pulling open the case you pull out the cash and simply set it on the table.

“Lovely. Marcy, please put that in the safe.” He starts gathering up his equipment before he adds, “I can't help but notice you have a bit of cash there. Would you like any other enhancements? Without replacing your coprocessor with one that has active biotechnic control you can't use any of my neurological enhancements, but I have a few other things that you might find interesting.”

“Like what?” You ask intrigued. “I was thinking of getting something to speed me up.”

“If you want something like that it would require active control, the base unit is $260,000. That would open up an entire array of vehicle control rigs, speedware, and activated boosts. Aah, I see you don't have that much. Well I do have one old model that is always on, but some people used to say it made them twitchy. I could put it in for $30,000. Other than that I have some lovely items just in that I am sure you would like. Here take a look.” He says and turns a computer monitor for you to see. He has apparently already selected what he thought you might want, as the list shrinks to a few items as you walk over to him. The first are replacement nails that say they hook into your enhanced skeleton with a flick of the wrist elongate to 1”, are sharp as razors, and nearly unbreakable for $4000, there is also a lesser pair that don't retract for $2500. Next is a cyber cock that is 6” but when aroused pumps up to a massive 15” long and over 3” thick for $6000, or one that is always huge for only $4000. Third is a cyber pussy that is put in by internalizing your nuts so it would sit just under your cock, it is $26,000. Fourth is an internal tank that holds 2 doses of either a knockout ****, or poison that can be released into your cum, the tank is $5000 and the **** is $250/dose, the poison is $500/dose, another little note adds that if desired it can simply multiply the volume released by a factor of 10 or more. Next is an addition to your computer that would allow you to slot up to 3 chips at once for use to either quickly transfer data, extra storage, or whatever, it is only $4000 or a larger version that holds 10 is also listed for only $6000 but a little note says that it is visible. Finally there is an upgrade to your already existing muscle enhancement that says it would quadruple your strength and dexterity as well as further enhancing your flexibility for a hefty $40,000.