It was much too early to go see RongRong. He’d have to kill some time until he reasonably could. Tom made one of the easiest decisions for him in a long time; deciding to hide in plain sight and assume a tourist role. Finding the nearest hostel and booking himself on a tour of the Terracotta Warriors and Emperor Qin’s Tomb was a cinch. Within an hour, Tom was on a small tour-bus with their bubbly guide, Susie.
His fellow tourists were a father and son from India, two American girls, a Japanese man, two Chinese students, and an Englishman from Bournemouth who immediately let everyone know he was an English teacher. The Japanese man didn’t say much to anybody, merely smiled a lot. The two Americans flirted with the Chinese students while the father and son chatted to everyone and exchanged
