BENNY WATTS IMAGINES- The Queen's Gambit

Stockholm syndrome- part-1

This imagine will be continued as a mini series if you guys like it. Let me know if you want me to continue posting this by voting.

In this series, Benny Watts is NOT a chess player but Beth Harmon is.

Warning: This series will contain strong language, violence and triggering scenes. Read it at your own risk⚠️

NEW CHARACTERS:

Agent Parker: A well known NYPD officer who tracks down serial killers and criminals.

Doctor Wright: A psychiatrist who works for the NYPD.

You can imagine them just the way you want. However, I'll be describing their looks.

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Agent Parker's Pov:

Early in the morning, I helped my wife to cook breakfast since she was busy getting our kids ready for school. When I was done plating the pancakes, I sat on my chair and turned the tv on. I switched to the news channel and my kids came running down to have breakfast.

"Thanks, dad." my daughter said. I smiled at her and looked at my son who was busy stuffing food in his mouth. Moments later, my wife sat at the table with us and I kept admiring her beautiful features until she turned up the volume and my attention snapped to the tv.

On the screen was a woman's photo with 'missing' written under her picture. As the reporter spoke, I gulped down my tea, hoping that this was going to be my new case.

Y/n Harmon has been missing from the past three days. Her elder sister, Beth Harmon, claims that she was last seen at the Ferrara cake shop in New York.

"Looks like you're going to be busy again." my wife sighs.

I was on a break for a fortnight since I solved my last case. You see, it was quite exhausting. I used to go out during the nights for duty calls, worked on my case for months and sometimes I would not even come home for days. This literally took a huge toll on my wife. She loves me and respects my job but come on, everyone wants to be home and spend time with their families. But now, it's time to get back to my job.

"It'll be over before you know. Love you, darling." I smiled and pecked her on the lips before grabbing my coat and leaving for the office.

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Three days ago: At the Harmon house in New York.

Beth's Pov:

I checked the time in the ticking clock, it was 7pm. My sister, y/n, was still upstairs, she was setting up her wardrobe since it was messy. We had an appointment at the bank in almost twenty minutes, I needed to get some cash out to pay the bills.

"Y/n, let's go we need to be at the bank right now!" I called her.

She was always on time, the punctual, know-it-all, intelligent, Y/n Harmon. Mother used to be so proud of her. She was proud to have a reckless elder daughter and the younger, know-it-all until she decided to abandon us. I still remember what she said years ago- Someday you're gonna be all alone, so you need to figure out how to take care of yourself.

Minutes later, my sister climbed down the stairs, her heels made clicking sounds against the wooden floor. She was wearing a nice shirt and a pair of jeans that I've never seen before. We usually exchange clothes and if I had seen what she was wearing before, she would never find it in her wardrobe again.