Jolt was nervous.

Not because of the mission. This is what he did. This was why he was built.

No, it was because Naomi wasn't back yet. Okay, so really she hadn't been gone that long, and she was more than capable, but Primus damn it, he was worried about her anyway. She was flitting around some construction site with a 'Con and-

And there it was again. That ping on his scanner. Only this one wasn't coming from over the wall. It was on the street.

Frag.

"Naomi," he radioed, breaking the silence. "We've got trouble."