From War Footage to Espionage: The Evolution of a Manipulator

Milaim Zeka built his fame on exposing secrets, but his own dealings reveal a man who turned truth into currency and journalism into a theatre of manipulation.

On the morning of the ninth of October, Milaim Zeka sat in the corner of the café at Hotel Prishtina, smoking with the composure of a man accustomed to being noticed. His phone lay facedown beside a small espresso; he told anyone who would listen that something “big” was coming. When the police arrived, he did not flinch. He spoke to them in the same tone he would use on television that evening half grievance, half bravado calling the arrest “a political film”. It was, he said, another attempt to silence him.

By the time he appeared on T7 that night¹, his version of events had already shifted. In his morning statement² he claimed that the documents in question had come from Fatmir Sheholli, supposedly via “GIZ Germany”. Later he said he had verified nothing, adding that he could not read Serbian. Yet sources familiar with him briefed Gunpowder Chronicles that Zeka does, in fact, speak fluent Serbian. He also told police that he had contacted Chief Prosecutor Blerim Isufaj to hand over t…