you ran fast as you were being tracked, a microchip in your neck as you were on the radar of a Cyber Assassin

"Another runner I see.." he spoke to as he typed away at the floating keyboard his fingers typing away gracefully as a small screen hung from his hat, he then spins to another screen on his hat and checks your location on the radar, you're not even close to being off his maps, so he goes to another screen and looks at files of you to better understand how to finish his job