It seems that the credit manager at the Savoy was squeezing a bank worker to skim money from his employer to pay his gambling debts. The governor's daughter, who managed the high-roller accounts at the casino, found out about it, and the credit manager killed her. Lamb and his posse, manage to catch up with the guy just as he's about to fly out of Vegas for parts unknown. So the manager hops in his car and drives off. Lamb apparently tells his men, "Look, everyone but me is going to drive over here and cut him off on this lonely single-lane desert road, while I calmly walk down the road in the other direction. Then, when he turns around, you should all JUST STAY PARKED THERE, INSTEAD OF CHASING HIM, even when he turns around and starts driving back in the opposite direction straight at me. I will just calmly use my shotgun to shoot out his tires and obviously there's no chance that an out of control 1960s land yacht will hit me, so you can just hang back. It'll be more dramatic this way."
Dramatic license aside, the show's not bad. It has promise. I'm generally in on shows with gangsters anyway, but Vegas fascinates me, and there's scads of potential in the time period too, with the city transitioning. The pilot drops hints of that potential -- at one point, Lamb, skulking around the back corridors of the Savoy, passes a bathroom with a "Whites Only" sign -- even if it serves up a fairly rote police procedural for the first episode. If, in a season or two, the show's still this formulaic (even accounting for the time and setting), that could be a problem.
Daniel is a writer in Newfoundland with a wife and a daughter. If nothing else, the show's setting will at least ensure there won't be any "Is this hotel pager friendly?" jokes. Follow him on Twitter (@DanMacEachern) or email him at danieljdaniel[at]gmail.com.