North American English narration sample for audiobook, suspense
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North American (General) North American (South West - Texas) North American (US Western)Transcript
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Chapter one, It appeared one lone mountain in southwest New Mexico was filled with gold and silver. At least two dozen claims had been staked as excited miners dug deep holes into the sides of the mountain. Most of these men owned little more than a mule and the picks and shovels that were their trade. But there were a few who thought about the bigger picture. Samuel Jenkins had made a fortune in colorado with several large mining operations. He was determined to do the same in New Mexico. He enlisted close to 30 men to dig one of the deepest mines on the mountain. A city of tents had sprung forth just below tree line as a huge mill was built On the other side of the Mountain Ross Carter. A train Tycoon was starting his own empire with almost 10 times the amount of men, but he was seeing into the future and building a town and gold smelter at the base of the mountain. His vision was to bring the railroad there and haul the gold away into this region. Road. Santiago, the most notorious man in the state. He was a big guy, always dressed in black. Most men feared his name because he was not only the fastest gun in the west, but he showed no mercy. The man killed for a fee and it was high. Only the very rich could afford to hire such a gunman, but he always got the job done, letting nothing stand in his way. The trail of the mountain was steep, but the black stallion beneath the gunman was strong As the Tent City came into sight, Santiago noted. The place was in a fairly level meadow with the mine entrance, about 40 ft above on the side of a rocky cliff. He then saw a hastily built cabin at the end of a row of tents. This had to be where the boss called home. He figured a short, burly man with a bulldog face stepped out of the cabin as the gunman rode up. What business have you here, fella? I was just riding through the area and I thought I'd check it out. Figured there was a possibility of a job. Santiago added The man squinted his eyes. What sort of job are you talking about? You don't look like much of a minor to me. My name is Santiago. The man led a slow grin across his ugly face. Yes, I've heard of you, a famous gunfighter. No offense, but this is a mining operation. I don't see much need for your services around here. I thought you might wish to rid yourself of some of the competition on the mountain, Santiago stated. I heard there are dozens of small minds here about. They are small potatoes compared to what I'm doing