Chapter 37
In the morning, Brother Sirom met Michael with a yak-drawn wagon. “I will take you close to the Torugart Pass,” Sirom said. “From there, you can cross into China, and you’ll be on your own. You must travel to a small town called Baigou on the Old Silk Road.” He handed Michael a paper on which he had written out the name of the town in Chinese characters as well as Uyghur script. “It is about fifteen kilometers before Khotan. Go to the monastery there. It is the place you seek.”
“Thank you for this.” Michael folded the paper and put it in his pocket. “But first I need to go back and find my friends.”
“Your journey will bring them too much danger. You must go alone.”
“But they’ll worry, and come after me,” Michael said. Although the satellite phone was in the van with Jianjun
