"Well you've got a couple options I guess," Bridget kept her tone neutral and worked to keep her temper under control, though the expression on her face had made grown men blanch back in the world she'd been in before coming to the island. If she had her way a certain Mr. Emerson wouldn't live to see the sunrise.
"I'm behind you whatever you want to do." She put an arm around Calleigh's shoulders and used her other hand to stroke her sister's hair.