Syd Goldsmith's first taste of the Chinese Cultural Revolution is blood on his tongue. It's 1967. Hong Kong is plagued by communist-led riots, crippled transport and roadside bombs, and the young American diplomat is made responsible for reporting on the British colony's ability to survive. The CIA station chief and the head of Macau's gold syndicate play major roles in Syd's riveting memoir, along with a steady stream of inquiring foreign correspondents and China-watchers.
