He was being watched

Somebody was watching him. As he had breakfast, he looked around but couldn't see anybody. Yet, the feeling wasn't leaving. In fact, it was getting stronger.

John chuckled to himself. He had been watching too many spy and mystery movies. Chances are that he was being paranoid. But as he continued eating breakfast, he did notice something peculiar. He seemed to be the only male in the room. Where were the other guys?

Before he could figure this out, he felt a sharp prick in his arm. He looked down and saw a needle being withdrawn. Two women were standing there, with weapons drawn. What was going on? Suddenly, he blacked out.

When he finally awoke, he was in an office of some sort. To his surprise, he wasn't restrained or anything. In fact, he wondered if he had imagined being ****.

"Sorry about the theatrics, sir," a female voice said. "But we had to get you out of there before others took advantage of the situation."

To his shock, John realized he recognized the voice. He looked up and saw...