There Once Was A Woman Named Ayala

There once was a woman named Ayala, that found a finger tip in her chili.

It turned out the fingertip belonged to a friend of her husband that lost it during an asphalt laying job with his company in Las Vegas. Her husband obviously provided it to Ayala who then claimed to find it while eating a bowl of chili (insert name of fastfood restaurant here - since it very well could have been any one of the dozen or so major chains). I'm not sure why she chose the restaurant chain she did, but she got more than she bargained for from the San Jose police that immediately focused on her past. She displayed panic during the investigation by dropping her legal suit. This was another clue the initial suspicion by the police was correct. Someone that legitimately found a finger would not drop a lawsuit under a little pressure from the police.

She was obviously hiding something. So, after two months and relentless investigation, it took a third-party tipster to point the police in the right direction. AND NOW, THEY'VE GOT HER !!

Maybe the price of a burger will go down in that restaurant to try and woo our business back?