Jake, a therapist, is newly married to Alice, a former rock chic turned lawyer. One of their wedding gifts is an invitation to join The Pact, a cult like group that promotes life-long marriage. Sounds innocuous enough , doesn’t it? But there is a manual, a long and very complicated manual, which sets out hundreds of rules and the consequences of breaking them. And if you change your mind about joining and want out, you may just find that the door has slammed shut behind you.
The Marriage Pact is a great concept. You’d think it would be a bit like the love child of The Stepford Wives and The Firm but for me, this promising idea failed to deliver.
Jake and Alice don’t really come across as a believable couple. Jake is buttoned up and sober and for all she is supposed to be a lawyer, Alice doesn’t come across as the sharpest knife in the drawer. The transformation from musician and free spirit to corporate ambition isn’t believable.
The other members of The Pact are very successful and senior in their careers. We are never told why Jake and Alice were chosen as potential new members and that rankled with me throughout the book. The organization, a cross between a cult and a private members’ club, is international and the author suggests that some very high profile people are members so it seems unlikely that it would be able to retain its secrecy in the real world. And where did it get all its money?
This isn’t a bad book. If you are able to leave logic and common sense behind and just read it for a bit of entertainment, it’s fine. A perfect beach holiday read. I just don’t like beach holidays.
I received a copy of the book from the publisher via Netgalley in exchange for an honest review.