The Fallacy Gambit
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The Status Quo
Ethan Cole had built his reputation on two things: his ability to dismantle weak arguments in court and his uncanny knack for spotting when someone was trying to manipulate him. As a corporate litigator, he’d seen it all—slippery witnesses, evasive executives, and the occasional client who thought they could outsmart him with a well-placed straw man or a false dilemma. But today, in the sterile conference room of Vanguard Industries, he was facing something different.
The deposition was routine—or so he thought. His client, a mid-level engineer named Daniel Reyes, was being questioned about a patent dispute. The opposing counsel, a sharp-eyed woman named Lydia Voss, had a reputation for turning depositions into psychological chess matches. Ethan had reviewed the case files, prepped Daniel, and even run a few mock sessions. This should be straightforward.
But from the moment Lydia opened her mouth, the air in the room shifted.
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The Incident
Lydia’s first question was innocent enough:
"Mr. Reyes, you’ve stated in your affidavit that the design in question was entirely your original work. Is that correct?"
Daniel nodded. "Yes, that’s right."
Lydia leaned forward, her voice smooth, almost conversational. "And yet, the prior art submitted by my client shows a nearly identical circuit diagram filed by TechNova just six months before your patent application. How do you explain that?"
Ethan’s instincts prickled. He knew this tactic—the Texas Sharpshooter fallacy, cherry-picking data to fit a narrative. But before he could object, Lydia pivoted.
"Unless, of course, you’re suggesting that TechNova somehow stole your design first?" She raised an eyebrow. "Because if that’s the case, we’d need to see your evidence of that theft. Do you have any?"
Daniel hesitated. "Well, no, but—"
"So, you’re admitting there’s no proof of theft, but you still claim the design is yours?" Lydia’s tone was light, almost amused. "That seems like a bit of a contradiction, doesn’t it?"
Ethan’s jaw tightened. She was stacking the deck—begging the question, assuming the conclusion while pretending to ask for evidence. But worse, Daniel was faltering. His voice wavered, his confidence cracking under the weight of Lydia’s wordplay.
Ethan had to act. But how?
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The Struggle
He tried the usual counters—objecting to leading questions, redirecting Daniel’s answers—but Lydia was a step ahead. She’d weave in whataboutisms ("But what about the email you sent to your team calling the design ‘inspired by TechNova’s work’?"), appeals to authority ("Even your own supervisor testified that the design was ‘highly derivative’"), and loaded questions ("You must see how this looks, don’t you?").
Daniel’s hands clenched under the table. Ethan could see the panic in his eyes. She’s gaslighting him, he realized. Not in the obvious way—no outright lies, no blatant distortions. Just a slow, methodical unraveling of his confidence, one logical fallacy at a time.
And then Lydia dropped the hammer.
"Mr. Reyes, let’s be honest." She folded her hands. "You don’t actually believe this design is original, do you? Because if you did, you wouldn’t be so defensive right now."
The room went still.
Ethan’s blood ran cold. That wasn’t just a fallacy—it was a tu quoque, turning the tables by accusing Daniel of the very thing she was doing. And worse, it was working. Daniel’s shoulders slumped. "I—I don’t know."
Lydia smiled. "I think we’re done here."
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The Guide (PAVIS)
Ethan’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He’d almost forgotten—he’d enabled PAVIS for this deposition, just in case. The app was running in the background, analyzing the conversation in real time. He glanced at the screen under the table.
PAVIS Shield Engine Alert:
⚠️ MANIPULATION DETECTED
Ethan’s fingers tightened around his phone. She’s not just arguing—she’s weaponizing rhetoric.
Then, another alert:
PAVIS Edge Engine Suggestion:
💡 STRATEGIC MOVE
Ethan exhaled. Okay. I can work with this.
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The Transformation
He leaned forward. "Ms. Voss, before we conclude, I’d like to clarify something." His voice was steady, measured. "You’ve referenced the TechNova diagram as if it’s a perfect match, but in reality, it only aligns with 20% of our patented design. Are you arguing that 80% of our intellectual property is invalid based on a 20% similarity?"
Lydia’s smile faltered. "That’s not what I—"
"Because if you are," Ethan pressed, "then I’d like to see the expert analysis that supports that conclusion. Otherwise, we’re just debating percentages in a vacuum."
The room shifted. Daniel sat up straighter.
PAVIS Emotional Intelligence Update:
📊 VOICE ANALYSIS
Lydia recovered quickly, but the damage was done. Ethan had turned her own fallacies against her.
PAVIS Planning Feature Alert:
🎯 GOAL TRACKING
Ethan didn’t need the suggestion. He stood. "Given the lack of concrete evidence, I move to adjourn this deposition. My client has answered your questions in good faith."
Lydia’s eyes flickered with irritation, but she couldn’t argue. The room emptied, the tension dissolving like smoke.
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The Resolution
Outside the conference room, Daniel turned to Ethan, his voice shaky but grateful. "How did you—? I was losing in there."
Ethan smirked. "You weren’t losing. You were outgunned. But not anymore."
He didn’t mention PAVIS. Some advantages were better kept quiet.
As they walked to the elevator, Ethan’s phone buzzed again. A final PAVIS update:
PAVIS Post-Call Insight:
🔍 LESSON LEARNED
Ethan pocketed his phone. The elevator doors slid shut.
Some battles weren’t won with brute force. Sometimes, you just needed the right shield.
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