Publisher's blurb: You pick through a pile of removable neural memory chips from a dirty plastic bin… “Take your time, find two or three you like and I’ll cut you a deal!”, the grubby stall vendor comments as he carefully watches the movements of your fingers. You can tell his eyes are upgraded optical implants… probably obtained from the wealth of dealing in stolen goods. No five finger discount here. Suddenly one catches your eye… printed on it in Chinese Mandarin is “Bio-Chemistry”. You plan to break into that clandestine lab to see what’s going on and you’ll need this.