Wolf Hunting in Real-Time

What happens when it happens to your community? What do you do when there’s a wolf loose in the sheep pen? What happens when the people you know, love, and trust, forfeit their ability to be trusted and followed? When is the “right” time to blow the whistle, send the email, confront the elder, call the meeting, talk to someone?  
The short answer is I don’t know. Because these are all questions currently in my head. I’ll admit, I’m much more “let’s just blow it all up and start over” in my head than I am in real life. But there’s the single solitary moment when I want to pull the plug and say, "Screw you guys, I’m going home.”  
I don’t know what the right move is. I feel stuck. I feel distrust against people who I've lived life with and am close to in our body. As I wrote in an earlier blog post: “trust, once broken, is difficult to mend.” That is applicable to this issue too.  
The current situation I’m living through is like a real-time Mars Hill meltdown, only it feels worse because it’s real, here and now, right in front of me. It hurts, because the people I’m talking to are people that I’ve known, loved, served alongside, and walked through triumph and tragedy with. Was I falling asleep at the switch? Did I walk in sin in a way that caused me to miss it?  
I’ve got nothing. There are no words. Talking with people putting together the pieces of the story is helping, but it’s a long painful road before us.