TEXT: [EXT. VARIOUS LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT] [SCENE_BREAK] [INT. HOTEL/CASINO - ROULETTE TABLE - NIGHT] (Open on a roulette ball being put into play, then a top view of a roulette wheel in play. MRS. RIFKIN and her husband are playing.) Mrs. Rifkin: Okay. Come on. MR. RIFKIN: Come on. MRS. RIFKIN: Let's go. Come on. MR. RIFKIN: Don't fail me. MRS. RIFKIN: Come on, baby. I'm feeling this one. Mr. Rifkin: Don't fail me. MRS. RIFKIN: Don't you let me down. MR. RIFKIN: Come on now. MRS. RIFKIN: All right. Black 22. (MRS. RIFKIN reaches out a puts a stack of red chips on the number. They watch the ball on the wheel.) Mr. Rifkin: If this happens, I'm buying you a shot. House: No more bets. (The ball stops on Black 22.) Mr. Rifkin: Yes! (The couple cheers, hug and kiss each other in celebration.) Mrs. Rifkin: Yeah. (The house pushes their win toward the couple. MRS. RIFKIN reaches for ward to grab the chips. Her husband glances over at the bar and sees a WOMAN IN RED leaning against the counter and standing next to a man.) Mrs. Rifkin: Give me my money. (She grabs the chips and pulls it toward her.) Mrs. Rifkin: Oh, my. (She turns to her husband and drapes her arms around his neck to hold him close.) Mrs. Rifkin: Let's cash out. Mr. Rifkin: Why? I, uh, I thought we were going to take some risks tonight. Mrs. Rifkin: (suggestively) Come on... I want to go dancing. Mr. Rifkin
SUMMARY:
Two couples meet in a bar and one of the couples is murdered. When a second couple is murdered in a similar fashion the team suspects a pair of serial killers are on the loose. The case is complicated by leaks to the press and a judge reluctant to issue a warrant. Catherine gets some troubling news about her father's murder trial.