Two springs ago, while vacationing in the Blue Ridge Mountains at Massanutten Resort, a timeshare salesman named Stephen Winegard ignored the necessity of selling me a timeshare and, instead, showed me all around his hometown of Elkton, Virginia, where THE PROTECTOR takes place. Here are photos of places that inspired my story. Thank you, Stephen!
Here’s what the beautiful Blue Ridge looks like in springtime when the leaves are just beginning to unfurl.
This is the Dollar General store where Eryn is forced to buy clothing for herself—clearly an unaccustomed task for her.
Here’s the Food Lion where Eryn and Ike buy groceries. Ike suffers the certainty that they are being watched. The FBI’s mobile command center is hiding behind a line of Bradford pears at the bank across the parking lot.
Here’s a look at a real FBI Mobile Command Center. The one in my book is unmarked.
The trail Eryn is forced to run on at the crack of dawn. It’s a miracle she didn’t twist an ankle!
This is town Hall in Elkton. The police station really is in the basement!
There really is an Overlook Mountain
The driveway to Ike’s cabin is like this, only steeper.
Ike’s cabin is like this one, only more run-down.
Imagine going across this on a zipline?
View from the boulder on Overlook Mountain. That’s not Ike, but he’ll do. (Husband, Alan, posing).
Dwayne’s trailer is just on the other side of Naked Creek.
This is Cross Keys Vineyards, inspiration for Naked Creek Vineyards
This is where my FBI agents hang out while trying to frame Ike.
This did not inspire anything in me but disgust. Look closer. These are cats chained up to little shelters. Yes, I said chained. What the heck? My guess is they are used for cat fights? There’s a cock farm right up the road…