I have gone through a situation when my children were younger. It was summertime, they were outside playing with neighborhood kids. I went to call them in for supper, and the youngest was nowhere to be found. I immediately went next door and knocked, no answer. I then went into the street to ask the kids on their bikes if they had seen him. No, but they went looking. I then saw some neighbors and told them I couldn't find him. There were immediately three cars backing out of driveways to go search. As I walked back into the house, I had made the decision to call the police. My mind was racing at the speed of light.....this couldn't possibly be happening. This was all in a matter of three to five minutes. Guess who came strolling up? The guilty party! He was next door with music turned up so loud they didn't hear me knock on the door. Talk about knees buckling, but only after I had asked everybody within earshot for help. Instant fear made me do what I did. Why not do all those things? If you think the worst has happened, scream to high heaven (literally and figuratively).
A parent knows to galvanize themselves and others immediately. I cannot understand RC & MC not getting in the car and driving around the neighborhood blowing the horn and yelling for her and waking every neighbor. I cannot understand it.