Third Person's POV.
The familiar gate to Dixon's complex opened up as George drove through the driveway and stopped in front of the entrance. He rushed to the passenger side. He opened the door for Dixon, who carefully got out of the car with McKenna in his arms, afraid to hurt her. The security guards rushed to him when they saw their boss covered in blood, wanting to know if he was hurt.
Not wanting to waste any more time, Dixon rushed McKenna into his penthouse and straight to his bedroom. He gently laid her onto his king-sized bed, which was covered with a fluffy white comforter. Not caring a bit about her bloody body ruining his bed, Dixon covered her up with the blanket after he pulled off his coat from her body. He sat beside her, just watching her. Her face was pale, and her hands felt cold when he tried to hold them. There was dried blood all over her body and her ripped shirt that left her chest exposed.