Suzanne
The sound of the ledger thumping on the floor made the figure searching the cabinets look at it before it heard the light steps of the boy rushing to freedom.

The other going up the stairs turned around and went down the stairs, witnessing the boy opening the window. It alarmed the others with a screeching noise and, when Joss Fletcher ran out into the snow, he was met with a hand trying to reach out from the foliage and to his neck.
Judy
Joss' eyes widened at the screeching noise, already pale face paling — a signal! A signal he hadn't quite put together when he'd heard owls hooting earlier — he'd thought that had been actual owls! He didn't have the time, didn't have the experience, didn't have the preternatural knowledge of his opponents' numbers and exact whereabouts to get out of this, fast as he was. The hand seized him by the neck, and he was stopped in his tracks, scrabbling at the arm which held him, trying to pry the hand off his neck with both hands, kicking out, teeth gritted in a grimace of terror.
April
She had been hoping to avoid a fight at this stage. Emiko's following of Joss had more been about making sure the pair in the house weren't about to grab the kid while he was escaping, until the screech confirmed her paranoia about the pair inside not being the only ones.

The thief's eyes few open as she dashed for the window, a pair of bright amber points that could only be seen from in front of her, the female vaulting out of the window as she made for Joss, her invisibility dropping the moment she got close enough, aiming a side kick at the spot just below the shoulder of the arm currently holding the kid.
Suzanne
Joss Fletcher was in trouble, but it didn't take long for his fate to turn once more. Were it not for the sudden appearance of Emiko, there was a chance he would be dead moments after the fact. The shadow was kicked off with a good kick below the shoulder. It released its grip and stepped back, grunting in pain before sheathing a dagger from the side of its waist.

The other three figures appeared, one vaulting from the window after the other and another coming up from the thieves' flank. One of them looked intently at Emiko and grimaced.

"That face! That fucking face!" It growled, revealing a scarred and angry expression. "Get them, boys!"

The group of four attacked, drawing their weapons and going for a quick charge to cut down Emiko and Joss.